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

he would probably be angry again when

Patrick was completely unreasonable.

always did whatever he wanted and scolded Christina as soon as

a strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly became

surprise, Patrick was

front of these subordinates and

to Christina and

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

him in public, so she reluctantly followed his

on Christina's shoulder tightened, and

walked stiffly beside

to look back but knew that behind them must be countless gossipy and

he would definitely

feel the vanity as other women called.She only felt

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

you going?

lowered her

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

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

that Christina had taken the initiative

"Damn it!"

must

the hell do

teeth with a suppressed voice

Patrick still ignored her.

pinched her lips and decided not

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

excuses for

me to

Patrick was really

her head and stared

that she had not been so close to

a while, there was a voice

"Mr.Hopkins, it's ready:"

put on her head, Christina raised her head vigilantly and looked at the familiar and deep eyes in front of

cold and heavy gun was placed on her fair

weapon in her hands

Dickens, you 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, and then I'll teach you the

spoke to her in his awkward foreign

I don't want to

Christina said confusedly.

was, she was just

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

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