The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

"You go first and I'll come soon." Olive said putting a good face on.

Someone wanted her to make a fool of her, but she couldn't make herself embarrassed. She needed to be calm, calm and calm again.

Making herself calm down, Olive drank all the coffee remained last night. The cold feeling ran down her throat. She clenched her hands and then loosened them, picked up the minute book and went to the conference room.

Except for all members of the marketing department, the meeting room was full of employees who were respectively in charge of the purchasing, production, public relations, finance and even personnel departments.

Olive glanced at Alan at the head of the table who looked calm and made others stressed even if he said nothing. The conference room was so quiet that she even could hear the sound when a pin fell to the ground.

Everyone was sitting in earnest. Those women looked at Alan directly or secretly from time to time. The scene was extremely funny.

On his right hand, sitting was Alan's close assistant.

In Sabrina's words, this assistant was handsome and gentle, and looked much more friendly than Alan who always showed an indifferent face.

Olive didn't clearly point out that Sabrina had fell in love with this assistant.

Alan frowned when he saw her coming in without nothing in her hands, "Assistant Steele, how about the materials I have asked you to prepare for the meeting?"

Olive lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, I haven't got them ready yet."

were taking pleasure in her misfortune, others were showing sympathy for her. Some looked

looked calm without any emotional change. But suddenly his eyes

"Since Assistant Steele is not ready,

negotiability. Other people couldn't help being surprised, even Olive was stunned for a long time. She had prepared to withstand a storm, but why did he just let her go like this? Or was it just the eve of

present, there was someone who gnashed the teeth.

regained her consciousness. She could not let others laugh at her. So she stood upright, said loudly with a smile, "If Mr. Hoyle doesn't mind, I can dictate

there was one that she had from childhood, her extraordinary memory.

face for several seconds

consent, Olive went to the whiteboard, picked up the big head neutral pen, quickly drew a ten-year vine map on it, and marked the data. She explained slowly and clearly and analyzed the company's strengths and weaknesses from the whole market. She cited the data in detail, as if that material ruined by someone was invisibly presented in front of her.

and sharp and her every

There was a silence in the conference room, which also mingled with someone's incredible and

the arm of the chair to support his chin, Alan slightly raised his head and thoughtfully looked at the capable and

Why did she always make

field, he could find out that, when she was close to him, the delicate fragrance coming out from her body was also the same with the girl in his

he always felt that there was something more or less. And there was nothing special

confused him.

to ask directly if she was the girl

he was afraid of getting the

looked for her for five years. There was no any news. During the five years, there had been many women who pretended to be her. So he looked for her more cautiously. Even if she made him

you? Olive

won praise and applause from the bottom.