Spoil My Errant Wife

Jack was in a good mood tonight.He had done a favor for Mr.Biden, the company's client, so the project he was in charge of should be going well.He walked over with a smile.

"Christina, congratulations on your smooth entry into the entertainment industry.Mr.Biden saw your advertisement and felt that your temperament was very suitable for the teleplay he invested in, with a theme of survival in troubled times of the 1910s ...You should thank Mr.Biden"

Christina stood up straight with a complex expression.

She did not respond to his words, Mr.Biden and Renee also seemed to have strange expressions, as if they did not listen to him.

Jack was in doubt when a strange low voice came from the left, "How to thank Mr.Biden?"

Jack didn't care.

He smiled and said, "Of course, Christina has to work hard for Mr.Biden..."

As he spoke, he turned around and had a casual glance at the man with a strong presence in his left hand.

Jack's face froze.He was so frightened that his lips were twitched.

"..Mir.President"

It was Patrick.

Why was Patrick here? Jack looked at the man in front of him.

He was too nervous to even breathe heavily.

As an employee of the IP&G Group for eight years, he knew very well that the structure of the IP&G Group business was huge and complicated.

The president of the Asia Pacific region, the president of the North American region, the president of the real estate or technology field, all were leaders of the IP&G Group.

But there was only one Mr.President in the headquarters...

Jack had attended the annual meeting of the company and had seen the Mr.President once from afar, with whom he was deeply impressed.

Patrick's presence was unforgettable.

He enjoyed the inherent noble and cold temperament, and also a sense of cruelty.

Jack felt his heart beating much faster.

He stammered uncontrollably, "Mr.Hopkins, hello...Nice to meet you."

Mr.Hopkins was still silent, and Renee and the others awkwardly smiled and tried to speak.

However, Patrick suddenly stretched out his long arm and naturally hugged the woman's shoulder beside him.

The moment Patrick's hand touched her skin, Christina trembled.

The people in front of them were shocked and did not know how to react.

Although Patrick did not look at her, Christina tensed up.

as if she was waiting for him to lash out at her

be angry again when he saw her' hooking up’ with a man

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

wanted and scolded Christina as

such a strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly became

surprise, Patrick was

in front of these subordinates and partners, Patrick remained

his head to Christina and

in a

to have an argument with him in

usual, but his hand grasping on Christina's shoulder

walked stiffly

but knew that behind them must

would definitely be the focus of

beside him, Christina could not feel the vanity as other women called.She only felt uncomfortable.She hated being watched as a clown on the

she was embarrassed to face

are you going? Let me

lowered her voice

have freedom in life.I can go wherever I want.There is nothing wrong that I make friends in this club.Let me

shoulders tried to struggle, but the strength of Patrick's grasp on her

Christina had taken the initiative to lean close to Patrick's chest.Christina was very

"Damn it!"

the gossip must be about her

hell do

with a suppressed voice

Patrick still ignored her.

her lips and decided not

to the wicked, but thinking of this man's indifference and what Patrick did to her, Christina had already emptied her mind

excuses for him that he didn't remember

force me to hate

husband, Patrick

head and stared blankly

she had not been so close to Patrick for

a while, there was a voice

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

head vigilantly and looked at the familiar and deep eyes in front of

heavy gun was placed on her

at the real weapon in her hands and

type of recoil is suitable for women.I'll check your performance first, and then

of the shooting range spoke to her in

want to learn

Christina said confusedly.

was,

the past, no matter how grandpa spoiled her, he would not

her fingers were chilled, and she subconsciously wanted to return the weapon, The retired American head coach was a