President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free

“Then was it an accident too today? Are you using me as your shield?”

Since she was Joseph’s employee, he wouldn’t allow her to get criticized and questioned by others without any grounds. This was why he was willing to lend a helping hand.

Joseph leaned towards her by bending his body and whispered by her ears. His voice was as cold as ice, “I hope that this is the last time something like this has happened. If you throw yourself at me again, I don’t mind to terminate your three-month term here prematurely.”

Joseph was glaring at her so hard that she felt intimidated and scared just by looking into his eyes. Hayden felt something catch in her throat and there was no way to dislodge it.

However, luck was in her favour as a sound suddenly broke the silence which indicated the arrival of the elevator. Joseph didn’t intend to drag this further, so he turned around and disappeared into the elevator.

Only then did Hayden’s taut body finally relaxed considerably.

She really couldn’t picture a good image of him in her mind!

“Ms. Downey.”

When Hayden arrived at her department, she was stopped by her assistant, Vanessa. She had a face written with anguish and nervousness.

“What happened? What’s wrong?”

bitter expression, “There’s a little guest throwing a tantrum in a VIP suite on the twentieth floor. He didn’t want to eat anything and everyone who tried to go in to console him had been shunned away. Now, the room is in

in a VIP

this description in her

at such a tender age he has a bad temper. Nobody can calm him down and

not here? Is that for real?” Hayden instantly came to a

hasn’t eaten for a full day, and we are afraid that something undesirable would happen if things

can’t really blame him for feeling insecure.” Hayden pressed the button of the elevator while explaining, “How could

while

A sound of something ceramic getting broken could be heard and a waiter let out a shriek following that. Several employees were gathering

“Ms. Downey is here.”

everything was in tatters in the living room. The bolsters and pillows on the sofa was scattered all over the floor and stains of fruit juice could be seen dyeing the floor too. Shards of broken plates were mixed up with Italian noodles as they lied on the floor randomly. The lamp

couldn’t believe that this

child?” She asked

hurriedly pointed at the direction of the bedroom, “He has shut himself up inside there. Ms. Downey, what do

and also the managers but none of them were able to come up

and asked, “Did you