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 conversation, “Manfred, there is

turning 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

Rylee is going to work and study in my company. Yes, it is Rylee Carroll, she needs to stay at my place

up, and Rylee

will tell your father about this. You can

observed Rylee’s

Why are you deciding this for me? Why are you telling Manfred about this? Why don’t you let me go home? Why do

so much to you for letting Manfred know about

if Manfred knows about this,

vented all her anger, not even noticing how terrifying Timothy’s

my job about cleaning up the house for you? Why do you have to mess around with all these? And

livid. Biting his thin lips he suddenly

Creak!

had happened, so he

bodyguards behind all stopped

complaining in shock, and

door and got out of the car with

“Timothy!”

realized what she

must have said something

she complaining

alone a gang leader who

what if Mr. Wheeler is really angry and order his men

want, but why the hell did

Armand yelled anxiously, “Boss!”

turned his back to Rylee, took a deep breath,

Armand murmured, “Boss...”

Boss, please calm down!

get mad! Oops, sorry, Timothy, please don’t be angry, I take back what I just

didn’t look back or say anything. He closed the car door and walked

her fingers and muttering to herself, “He is really pissed off? But I really

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

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

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

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

waved his fists with anger, “How can there be a woman like you in this world? We are so unlucky! Why did we

back row, pouting her mouth, trembling. “Mr. Armand, would

was furious

lip tightly, and finally, she

want to die. She

Armand was dumbfounded now.

Timothy's woman. It would be a serious mistake

might be in

are very safe, okay? You are even safer than me. Please,

the

cared so much about Manfred Shawn in her

she like Manfred Shawn