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.

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

that he would probably be angry again when he

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

whatever he wanted and scolded Christina

such a strange atmosphere, everyone

Christina's surprise, Patrick

of these subordinates and partners, Patrick

turned his head to Christina and said

others watched them leave in a daze, not

an argument with him in public, so

his hand grasping on Christina's shoulder tightened, and Christina

stiffly beside

did not need to look back but knew that behind them must be countless gossipy and

was, he would definitely be the

Christina could not feel the vanity as other women called.She only felt uncomfortable.She hated being

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

you going? Let

lowered her voice in

is nothing wrong that I make friends in this club.Let me go.I like to stay

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

that Christina had taken the initiative to lean close to

"Damn it!"

gossip must

the hell do you want to

teeth with a suppressed voice

Patrick still ignored her.

and decided not

and what Patrick did to her, Christina had already emptied her mind and even

been making excuses for him

force me to hate

husband, Patrick was

lowered her head and stared blankly at the

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

a while, there was a voice

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

head, Christina raised her head vigilantly and looked at the familiar and

gun was placed on

in her hands

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

head coach of the shooting range spoke to her in his

I don't want

Christina said confusedly.

was, she was just

past, no matter how grandpa spoiled her, he would not let her play with

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