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.

whole body was alert as if she was waiting for him to

would probably be angry again when he

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

he wanted and scolded Christina as soon

a strange atmosphere, everyone

to Christina's surprise, Patrick was not

least in front of these subordinates and

head to Christina and said calmly, "Follow

others watched them leave in a daze, not daring to say

want to have an argument with him in public, so she

looked as usual, but his hand grasping on Christina's

walked stiffly beside

look back but knew that behind

would definitely be the focus of

women called.She only felt uncomfortable.She hated

of 502, she was embarrassed to face a group of

you going? Let

lowered her voice

nothing wrong that I make friends

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

was like that Christina had taken the initiative to lean close

"Damn it!"

gossip must be about

the hell do you want to

her teeth with a suppressed voice and she

Patrick still ignored her.

pinched her lips and decided not to

holily kind to the wicked, but thinking of this man's indifference and what Patrick

excuses for him that he didn't

me to hate

husband, Patrick

in depression.She lowered her head and

had not been so close to Patrick for a long

was a

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

raised her head vigilantly and looked at the familiar and

cold and heavy gun was placed on

real weapon in

gun to aim at the target ahead now.This type of recoil is suitable for women.I'll check your performance first, and then I'll teach you the

of the shooting range spoke to her

I don't want

Christina said confusedly.

she was, she

how grandpa spoiled her, he would not let her play with such

were chilled, and she subconsciously wanted to return the weapon, The