Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee gritted his teeth, “One pair a day? What am I, a shoe model? Well, for seven days a week, why don't you round it up to seven pairs, so that I can wear one pair a day for real!”

Unexpectedly, Timothy snapped his fingers, “Fine, then seven pairs it is.”

Then he went on to choose the seventh pair of shoes. Rylee could only frown and lament.

Armand sighed along with her.

When all of them came out of the mall, there was a mighty crowd following them just to deliver things.

Rylee sighed, looking tired and exhausted. “Not even an upstart would spend money like this, right? We look like wholesalers.”

Timothy corrected Rylee, “Girl, I’m not an upstart. I’ve been rich for a long, long time.”

Rylee wiped her cold sweat and followed him to get into the car.

Rylee looked at her phone and exclaimed, “Oh my God, it’s already past eight o’clock. When I go to your house and get a little familiar with the situation, I should go home. I can’t stay outside too late.”

Timothy frowned, and spoke gently but very firmly, “You don’t need to go back to your house today. You can just stay in my house.”

“Oh...huh? What?” Rylee’s eyes popped wide open. “Stay in your house? How could it be possible? I can’t do that!”

Timothy turned his gorgeous face at her, “What? Are you still planning to rush back at night during the two days of work when you work at my house?”

“Of course, or else what are you planning?” Rylee raised her face and looked back at Timothy.

Ah, well, Timothy’s eyelashes were quite long. When he looked at someone, his eyes seemed to be able to generate electricity. Well, it looked like Kaede Rukawa’s eyes.

Hey, Rylee, you were distracted. Shame on you!

Timothy was not very happy. “Then you can call your father and tell him that you will live outside every weekend.”

“What? Tell my dad? What are you kidding me? My dad won’t agree! He would definitely scold me to death if I didn’t go home all night as a freshman. No, no, definitely not.”

“Just tell him that you are work-studying in my company. And you don’t need to go back to your dorm at weekends.”

“That won’t work! It’s impossible. I have to go home at night, and I can’t live in your house. It’s outrageous.”

Timothy was silent for a while, but he then took out his cell phone directly. After a short while of searching, he found a number and dialed.

“Manfred, it’s me, Timothy.”

Timothy’s faint tone startled Rylee.

Ah, who was he talking to?

Manfred Shawn?

What exactly did Timothy Wheeler want to do?

Damn, she was about to go crazy!

Rylee crouched on the seat, trying to be the same height as Timothy. With her two hands stretching out like crazy, her hands swayed vigorously in front of Timothy, meanwhile she kept on making lip-sync gestures: No, stop talking!

on with the

pale in fright, Rylee hurled herself forward to try to snatch Timothy’s phone. Timothy leaned back while Rylee was crawling over. While crawling, the whole body of Rylee rested

Yes, it is Rylee Carroll, she

and Rylee

Manfred agreed. He will tell your father about this. You can relax and live in my

Rylee’s expression

few seconds later, Rylee yelled frantically, “Who told you to interfere with this? What makes you the boss here and judge us? Why are you deciding this for me? Why

and snarled, “What? Does it matter so much to you

to cry, meanwhile screaming, “Really, if Manfred knows about this, what would he think of me? What if he thinks I

anger, not even noticing how terrifying Timothy’s

you? Why do you have to mess around with all these? And you force me to live your house! It sucks! What the hell is in

livid. Biting his thin lips he suddenly

Creak!

know what had happened, so

behind

stopped complaining in shock, and looked

Rylee. He then opened the door and got

“Timothy!”

Rylee realized what she had

on? She must have said

she complaining too

would be angry, let alone a gang leader who was

God, what if Mr. Wheeler is really

Rylee, you idiot, you can offend anyone you want, but why the hell did you want

Armand yelled anxiously, “Boss!”

a deep breath, and said, “Armand, you take

Armand murmured, “Boss...”

Boss, please calm down!

please don’t get mad! Oops, sorry, Timothy, please

closed the car door

to herself, “He is really pissed off? But I really

you didn’t make him upset? What do you mean by that! How could you say such thing? How could you yell at our boss like this? No one dare complain or scold our boss! How dare you! Boss is so kind to you, buying all those clothes and shoes for you. He has never cared about anyone like this, except you! Why are you so cruel? Can’t you feel how

curled her mouth and was about to cry. “Mr. Armand, oh please. Don’t scold me for

Timothy as the gang leader. He might just throw

just turned around and drove in the direction

fists with anger, “How can there be a woman like you in this world? We are

back row, pouting her mouth, trembling. “Mr. Armand, would Mr. Wheeler go mad and simply kill

course!” Armand was furious and

her lip tightly, and finally, she burst

to die. She didn’t want

Armand was dumbfounded now.

Christ. This was Timothy's woman. It would be a serious mistake to make her

life might be

said was true. You are very safe, okay? You are even safer than me. Please, my little princess! Please

the

about Manfred Shawn

Manfred