Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee puffed up her cheeks and screamed regardless, “What the hell is wrong with you, old man. You’re as assiduous as a school counsellor, but you are not satisfied with my apologies. Don’t you just want to kill me? Then come on! Come on! Do it!”

Rylee shouted, even tilting her head towards Timothy as if calling him to chop her head off.

Timothy couldn’t help but laugh out.

Before he could speak, Rylee suddenly jumped up and stomped Timothy’s shoe, then raised her arm to hit Timothy on the chin. After that, she turned around and ran away like a squirrel.

She panicked as she ran away.

Rylee was running in the direction of Armand.

Kenneth widened his eyes in disbelief.

Gosh, what had he just seen? The greatest warrior, Timothy Wheeler, had taken a beating?

Who was Timothy?

He was a warrior with extraordinary powers!

He could even take out dozens of special forces soldiers with his bare hands!

Had that naive girl just beaten up Timothy just now?

“Hey! Damn girl! You, uppity brat! Do you know who you hit? You want your ancestors to get killed?”

Kenneth shouted behind Rylee.

“Her ancestors have long died.” Timothy corrected Kenneth with a smirk.

Kenneth froze, “You’re right.”

Only after saying that did he think of another problem and shouted over to Armand, “Armand! Stop that brat! Get her!”

The girl was running in the direction of Armand.

Armand was just about to make his move, but he saw Timothy raise his right hand to keep him from moving. So, Armand pretended to be a passer-by again and watched Rylee ran past him.

“Hey! Boss! What’s wrong with you! Why didn’t you let Armand catch her? Why let her go?” Kenneth was so anxious that he was stamping his feet and scratching his head.

When he looked up at the tall and powerful Timothy, he saw that the boss had a slight smile on his face.

‘No way! Is the boss smiling?’

Timothy narrowed his eyes, looking at the fading figure of Rylee, gently opened his mouth, “She looks like a middle school student.”

“Oh… What? Boss, what did you just say?”

Kenneth picked his ears and looked askance at Timothy.

Only then Timothy turned to look at Kenneth, flicked his index finger at Kenneth’s forehead and said, “Will you die if you don’t speak?”

Kenneth looked aggrieved, “Boss, I haven’t even spoken at this point. It’s only you nagging with that brat.”

walked towards Armand and ordered faintly, “Take

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course it needs to be fixed! The Bugatti is still new and it’s like this now. That little brat is so damned! I’ll

as he

he walked, “Not the Bugatti. It’s

car need to be repaired? Is it worth it? It’s just a bunch

stopped talking

frown on his face. He suddenly took a few quick steps to stop Timothy, “Boss! Let me

looked at Kenneth seriously and replied to

Kenneth’s shoulder and

already opened the car door and was waiting respectfully for the

let that brat get away with it? There has to be a reason, right? Is there a

tape over Kenneth’s mouth, “Boss ordered you not to speak or make a

waved his hands

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better than her best time when she participated in

behind her, and only then did

and skilful, otherwise I would be dead for sure this

her hand. Her legs were

Bugatti!

That was a Bugatti!

the money for one of its wheels was an

a little, she

forehead with the back of her hand and

her head in thought

look mean, but why

about it, Rylee finally realised it. Perhaps the kind

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Pfft.

wine in Manfred Shawn’s mouth

the thing you’re torn about

others think of you. Even if someone called you gramps,

never took it seriously and just did

…

what others think of you. Even if someone called you

his wine glass and lowered his eyes, “I’m

that girl stubbornly

Timothy lifted his

how she called you, right? But

reply but merely raised his eyebrow and finished a glass of wine

always so polite

took the initiative to change the conversation,

“When is it?”

a long time ago? I can’t believe you didn’t

I’ll try

the table and threw

into the bullseye of