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

colder. "Geoffrey, what are you playing at? Do you find

forward a little, and said slowly, "Yes, I find it very

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

Carter. How bored must

a sigh. "Indeed,

bit boring. The nights are endless. Why don't you suggest how to make my life

nudged Sydney's calf lightly with

really wanted to splash

in place. You should be more dignified at your age, or you'll be an

face devoid of anger, excitement, and any other emotion, Geoffrey narrowed his

up straight, and leaned against the chair. "Let's talk about your husband. Have you reconciled

"We've been reconciled for a long time. We're doing

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