Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 391



Geoffrey smiled politely. "I have a simple request. I mainly want to meet President Harper. There's nothing beyond that. Don't think too badly of me. Not everyone has an ulterior motive."

"Threatening my daughter-in-law with your own son, and then telling me you have no ulterior motive? Chairman Carter, we're not children or idiots, so let's not lie with our eyes wide open," Sydney snapped.

She was filled with rage. Every word she said was sharp, and she wasn't showing Geoffrey any courtesy.

Rosalie didn't expect Sydney to be so direct, either.

Sydney turned her head, and said, "Rose, go pick out some seafood. Choose the freshest ones."

"Okay." Rosalie stood up. "You two chat first."

It seemed they had things to discuss.

The waiter led Rosalie to the seafood section. "This way, please."

All the seafood here was live, and selected on the spot.

left, Geoffrey discarded his

grew colder. "Geoffrey, what are you playing at?

the table. He leaned forward a little, and said slowly, "Yes, I find it very amusing. More importantly, I really

Sydney, leaving only few traces on her face. She didn't have a single wrinkle, and it made her

Carter. How bored must you

heaved a sigh.

bit boring. The nights are endless. Why don't you suggest how

calf lightly

was calm, though she really wanted to splash

place. You should be more dignified at

face devoid of anger, excitement, and any other emotion, Geoffrey narrowed his eyes. A trace of

"Let's talk

a long time. We're doing very

the type to reconcile with a scumbag husband. What's the term? A scumbag is usually