Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 561: Claiming the Cost of Car Repairs

There was a knock on the door.

“Who’s it?”

Rylee looked at her watch. It was nine o’clock.

“Are you asleep?”

A nice soft voice came from outside.

Hmm? Rylee frowned, ‘How come it sounded like Manfred’s voice?’

Thinking that Manfred was Deborah’s brother, Rylee didn’t want to bother with him anymore.

“I’ve already gone to bed. If there’s anything, let’s talk tomorrow.”

Just as Rylee finished speaking, the door of the room was opened by Manfred. Rylee was sitting on the floor in her pyjamas, with a book in her hand. Apparently, she had a hasty face for lying.

Manfred smiled as he walked in, “Oh, so you’re ready to sleep on the floor like a dog, huh?”

Rylee pouted, “I’m going to sleep soon.”

“Have a glass of milk before you sleep. It strengthens your bones and promotes growth.” Manfred handed over a glass of milk.

Rylee frowned, “I don’t even drink milk these days.”

Ever since the first day she came to the Carrolls’ Manor and was poisoned by the three Carroll sisters, she had stopped drinking milk.

Manfred thought for a moment as if he knew what Rylee was thinking. He tasted the milk that he brought over first, saying, “This milk is very fresh. It’s not the kind sold in the market. It’s fresh milk that was milked directly from the cow, and there’s nothing added to it. Have a try. It’s very good.”

Manfred was as passionate as a milk seller.

Rylee couldn’t resist Manfred’s gentle gaze. Her heart softened, and she took it over, taking a small sip. It was indeed tasty. It had been a long time since she had drunk milk. Rylee found it flavourful and gulped down all the milk.

She burped after drinking it.

Manfred chuckled and naturally pulled over tissue to wipe the corner of Rylee’s mouth.

Rylee was stunned by Manfred’s action.

Suddenly she thought of her mother again.

This was how her mother looked at her tenderly, feeding her milk and wiping the corners of her mouth with such affection.

…

But why she could always feel the scent of her mother from Manfred?

Rylee suddenly wanted to cry.

Manfred touched Rylee’s head and said gently, “If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me, and I will try my best to help you. Don’t bury it all in your heart. Learn to speak up. Alright, it’s time for you to sleep. See you tomorrow.”

Manfred was about to close the door when Rylee suddenly raised her eyes to look at him and said, “Manfred?”

“Huh?” Manfred leaned against the door and looked at Rylee.

“Why are you… so nice to me?”

and smiled,

Manfred closed

Rylee was dumbfounded.

‘A family?’

so kind to her was for her sister, right? Helping his sister to gain allies in her new

so foolish to overthink in his gentle

bed and wrapped herself

to admit that she was so lonely and scared of not having any

hated Brook, she would

that was her

in

had forgotten to

one else who could have disturbed her without any sense of

“Damn you, you want me to kill you tomorrow, is it? What for calling me around this hour? I’m asleep, and you’re disturbing me for having a sweet dream with a handsome guy. You’re dead meat, you know? What do

a moment of

again with her eyes

deep voice entered her

Rylee’s eyes opened up!

not Joseph’s

“Who, who are you?”

pursued her, “Which handsome

have a sour

who I’m dreaming of? Do you know

who make harassing phone calls in the middle of the night deserves

of them deserves

ready to hang up the phone and go back to sleep, when she heard a

once again widened her eyes and sat

“Timothy.”

her eyes

It

Are you sure you’re Mr.

out of the earphones, “How can I be sure

Rylee had identified Timothy’s voice, as Timothy’s voice was

Wheeler, how did you

definitely post the photos of him showing his

…

at the night with a smile on his lips. He seemed to be

are gangsters, and this was just a piece of cake

Mr. Wheeler a triad leader? If he’s just an ordinary rich man, she could just deny

was a gangster, and this move would get

pitifully, “Mr. Wheeler, what do you want to tell me for calling me at this late

almost laughed

was so funny. She was so

“The Bugatti…”

sorry, Mr. Wheeler. The repair cost of your Bugatti must be very

sip of wine and was in a superb mood, “It’s not that expensive. Just

sigh

just about four

That much?” Rylee bit her fingertips and almost

you ready to

I pay? I haven’t even thought about how to

laughed out loud, “Isn’t your

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