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!

and kept on with the

hurled herself forward to try to snatch Timothy’s phone. Timothy leaned back while Rylee was crawling

to work and study in my company. Yes, it is Rylee Carroll, she needs to stay at my place at weekend. Tell your brother-in-law. I think your brother-in-law will not disagree with it if you are the one telling him the

and Rylee collapsed on the

father about this. You can relax and live in my house without any

observed Rylee’s expression

What makes you the boss here and judge us? Why are you deciding this for me? Why are you telling Manfred about this? Why don’t

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

Manfred knows about this, what

her anger, not even

you have to mess around with all these? And you force

turned livid. Biting his thin

Creak!

know what had happened,

cars of bodyguards behind all stopped

complaining in shock, and

then opened the door and got out of the

“Timothy!”

realized what

must have said

complaining

alone a gang leader who was ruling

what if Mr. Wheeler is really

anyone you want, but why the hell did

Armand yelled anxiously, “Boss!”

his back to Rylee, took a deep breath, and

Armand murmured, “Boss...”

Boss, please calm down!

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

say anything. He closed the car door and walked to

looked back pitifully, biting her fingers and muttering to herself, “He is really pissed off? But I really didn’t mean to

yell at our boss like this? No one dare complain or scold our boss! How dare you! Boss

“Mr. Armand, oh please. Don’t scold me for that. The more you talk about this, the more

very afraid of Timothy as the gang leader. He might just throw

moving, but it just turned around and drove in the direction of Rylee’s

you in this world? We

“Mr. Armand, would Mr. Wheeler

Certainly! Of course!” Armand was furious

pursed her lip tightly, and finally,

die. She didn’t

Armand was dumbfounded now.

This was Timothy's woman. It would

might be in

None of what I said was true. You are very safe, okay? You are even safer than me. Please, my little

got into the next car with a

actually cared so much about Manfred

Manfred