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.

Rosalie left, Geoffrey discarded his polite

what are you playing at? Do you

said slowly, "Yes, I find it

have been especially kind to Sydney, leaving only few traces on her face. She didn't have a single wrinkle, and it made her even more charming. This charm was too lethal and too attractive, something young women couldn't compare

your life is quite boring, Chairman Carter. How bored must you be to have such

sigh. "Indeed, it

you suggest how

Sydney's calf lightly with

really wanted

in place. You should be more dignified at your

other emotion, Geoffrey narrowed his eyes. A trace of displeasure flashed in

against the chair. "Let's talk about

for a long time. We're doing very well, thank

you're the type to reconcile with a scumbag husband. What's the term? A scumbag is usually with a cheap woman,