The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

"Don't forget to treat me for a meal." Alan reminded her behind her.

Olive turned around and walked back a few steps closer to him. "Mr. Hoyle, it is said that you and your fiancee Miss Meyer, will soon get married. If someone said accidentally that you have an ambiguity with the female clerk, you are not afraid of her sadness, but I am afraid she will cut me with a knife."

She stared at him without fear, half laughing. Her heart ached badly, but she still wore a light and even slightly ironic look on the surface.

It was she who had been unable to let go.

Alan gave her a slanting eyebrow. "I helped you. Shouldn't I ask you to treat me to a dinner?"

That reason was so magnificent and reasonable, but there was no such a person to ask for thanks. His face was really so thick unlike ordinary people.

Why hadn't she noticed it before?

Just about to speak, the voice of the Chloe suddenly came, a little jokingly, "Olive, who is this handsome man? Do not you introduce him?"

Chloe smiled and could not hide the ambiguous light in her eyes. She just looked at Alan curiously and quickly made marks on his appearance. He was really good-looking. She thought Lynn and Ivy were handsome enough. Unexpectedly, there was even better looking men standing there. Even if he was still motionless, he was a bright scene. It was hard not to get noticed. What's more, he drove a Maserati.

When Olive's eyes fell on Annie who was held by Chloe, her face changed slightly, and she felt not good in her heart.

She went to Alan and looked up. "Uncle, you look really

was bewildered

in appearance, Olive was still afraid that he maybe

"Annie..." He was the daddy you missed. But please forgive Mommy. I couldn't tell

at the corner of

The Chloe also looked

and tried to calm herself. "He pays salary to

the adult's name? That was the first time he heard about it. Whose child

Just he trying to confirm it, the little fellow turned her head at the woman next to her. "Mammy Chloe,

"It's the boss." The Chloe quietly looked down at Olive.

see. At this moment, she slightly loosened. It was better to let him misunderstand.

that fell inexplicably. The child was not hers. If she was married, he would not like to see this. He would not like to see her laughing in the arms of another man, or

involuntarily treated her as that girl, but was it really her?

his finger and shook it twice. "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

in front of him was clearly just

night and going home late? Grandpa

uncle what your name is and how old you are. I will promise you."

beauty. I'm four years old. Children and teachers all know me in the kindergarten. They all praise me for