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 despised, others looked

calm without any emotional change. But suddenly his eyes glanced

Steele is not ready, today's meeting has

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 the storm?

people at present, there was someone who gnashed the

her. So she stood upright, said loudly with a smile, "If Mr. Hoyle doesn't mind, I can dictate it

did not have many excellent abilities, but there was one that

Alan's complicated eyes lingered on her face for several seconds and finally

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

her

conference room, which also mingled with

chair with one hand idly turning the pen in his hand and the other one resting on the arm of the chair to support his chin, Alan

always make him feel familiar?

except for her voice and her auric field, he could find out that, when she was close to him, the delicate fragrance coming out from her body

or less. And there was nothing special about her reaction to

confused him.

to ask directly if she was the girl in the lotus

of getting

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 feel special, he also dare not reveal too

Would it be you? Olive Steele.

won praise and