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

again when he saw her' hooking up’

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

whatever he wanted and scolded Christina as

strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly

to Christina's surprise, Patrick was

in front of these subordinates and

turned his head to Christina and said calmly, "Follow

and the others watched them leave in

didn't want to have an argument with him in public,

on Christina's shoulder

walked stiffly

knew that behind them must be countless gossipy and surprised

was, he would definitely

the vanity as other women called.She only felt uncomfortable.She hated being watched as a

last time she came out of 502, she was embarrassed

going? Let

her voice in

wherever I want.There is nothing wrong that I make friends in this club.Let

struggle, but the strength of Patrick's grasp on her would

like that Christina had taken the initiative to lean close to Patrick's

"Damn it!"

gossip must be

what the hell do you want to

her teeth with a suppressed voice

Patrick still ignored her.

her lips and decided not to talk to

the wicked, but thinking of this man's indifference and what Patrick did to her,

making excuses for him that he didn't

me to

husband, Patrick was

in depression.She lowered her head

she seemed to have forgotten that she had not been so close

there was

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

headset was put on her head, Christina raised her head vigilantly and looked at the familiar and deep

heavy gun was placed on her

at the real weapon in her hands

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

coach of the shooting range spoke to her

don't want to learn

Christina said confusedly.

bold she was, she was just an ordinary

he would not let her play with such a

and she subconsciously wanted to return the weapon, The retired American head coach was a little confused, with a strange glance at