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.

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

angry again when he saw her'

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

did whatever he wanted and scolded

strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly

Christina's surprise, Patrick was not

these subordinates and partners, Patrick remained

Christina and

in a daze, not

argument with him in public, so

usual, but his hand grasping on Christina's shoulder tightened,

stiffly

to look back but knew that behind

would definitely be

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

time she came out of 502, she was embarrassed to face a group of

you going? Let

her voice

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

strength of Patrick's grasp on her would only

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

"Damn it!"

gossip must

the hell do you want to

with a suppressed voice and

Patrick still ignored her.

lips and decided not to talk

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

been making excuses for him that he didn't remember

me to hate

Patrick

her head and stared blankly

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

while, there was a voice in

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

special noise-canceling headset was put on her head, Christina raised her head vigilantly and looked at the familiar

heavy gun was placed

weapon in her hands and her expression was

can try this gun to aim at the target ahead now.This type of recoil is suitable for women.I'll check your performance first,

spoke to her in his awkward foreign

want to learn

Christina said confusedly.

was, she was just an

he would not let her play with such

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