Wolf President Hooks Up

Armand and the others escorted Timothy towards the car, and Kenneth walked side by side with Timothy while continuing to babble, “I’m telling the truth. That brat is agile in her actions, but she’s just not ruthless enough. She had not many strengths in her kicking. Otherwise, those three black girls wouldn’t have been able to beat her.”

Armand couldn’t help but interject, “Mr. Keith, they aren’t black.”

“Oh, they’re not black, but almost the same. Right, Timothy?”

Timothy didn’t say a word, just put on his sunglasses and smiled.

Brook was stunned for a moment before he remembered and chased after these valuable guests to see them off.

Manfred turned his face to look at the still dumbfounded Rylee, furrowed his brows, not saying anything, and followed to send Timothy.

Daphne held Andrea, and the three sisters glared hard at Rylee before leaving together.

Joseph sighed, “These three are so annoying like flies always arguing with you all day long.”

Rylee was unimpressed, taking down the handkerchief from the corner of her mouth, spreading it out, and looking at it.

In one corner of the handkerchief, there was a name embroidered in black with fine stitching.

Mr. Wheeler’s handkerchief.

“Men use handkerchiefs too? Do people still use handkerchiefs?” Rylee said to herself in disbelief.

Joseph also had a look at the handkerchief and said, “Men with quality of life use perfume and handkerchiefs.”

“But Mr. Wheeler doesn’t look like a man with joie de vivre. He’s mean as if he’s about to break anyone’s neck at any moment.”

Joseph sighed, “Rylee, your mouth is bleeding. It is said that spittle can stop the bleeding and reduce inflammation. How about I lick your wound and use my spit on it?”

“Get lost! Or I’ll kill you!”

Rylee puffed up her little cheeks.

Joseph scratched his head, chuckling.

After the wedding ceremony, the Carrolls’ Manor regained peace.

“Deborah, this is a silk scarf for you, specially chosen by Andrea and me.” Daphne called out to Deborah fawningly.

Andrea followed, “Yes, Deborah. You’d look perfect wearing this silk scarf.”

“You guys are so attentive. I’m so touched in my heart. Thank you.” Deborah happily took the silk scarf.

…

Caroline handed over a jewellery box, “Deborah, Andrea and Daphne give you a silk scarf, then I’ll give you a hair ornament. It’s beautiful with it on your head.”

“Caroline, you’re so kind. I’m so happy, thank you.” Deborah took the box and opened it, revealing a smile.

It was a very beautiful hair ornament. It was set with diamonds and pricey too.

over there reading a book. Rylee happened to raise her eyes to look

sighed, looking down and sorting through a pile

here for a moment. Dad has something to say to you.”

moment before she got up and walked into the study under the scrutinising gaze of the

is indeed a money-hungry

sheets on the desk. He must have just been using a calculator to calculate the total amount of

he knew was

of the study with an uncooperative

all. I’m also

it made you feel humiliated, right? Are you

How could I beat you? You’ve been rebellious since young, and I care for

are you going to say? Hurry up, and I have to go to do

around twice and said tentatively,

look. She felt annoyed and said

him? Then why did Mr. Wheeler talk to you like that

do I know

difficulty recently, hadn’t bid on several big projects. As you know, the market competition is very strong

I don’t know that guy. Why

thinking about it, he nodded, waved his hand, and let

It turns out that he just wants me to get business for his company. Such a greedy man! All he knows is money! I think he will

In business, one cannot be at a standstill. Otherwise, how do your family make a living? But I think that Mr. Wheeler is not going to ask you for the car repair fee. He’s so rich. Royal Group is not just an ordinary company, not to mention a Bugatti, even the satellite they

edge of the bed and sighed, “I hope so. I hope that

large training

on chairs watching the fight inside

…

while saying to Armand, “Armand, look, the boss can beat dozens of people by himself. It’s no point

still uncomfortable with my back from the fall by the boss last

with Armand, “We’re

the

wearing sweatpants and a tight vest on top.

those muscles when

attractive as he lifted his legs

help but get nosebleeds

but unfortunately, there was always

arts masters attacked, surrounding Timothy in the

crowd, and the

a few minutes, the

so powerful that it gave people the

just a short while before those martial arts practitioners were falling all around,

shook his head and applauded, shouting, “Boss! Just tell the truth, are you an alien or not? Where did you get such a strong

over and handed Timothy a towel and

and tilted his head to drink the water. Even

deserve to lose your fitness

you last time were rejected by you. With your body and strength, it would just be the same as getting

from Armand’s hand. Without aiming, he

over, every shot hit the bullseye