Wolf President Hooks Up

Timothy said quickly, “You might make a mistake. You’ve just come back for a few days. Kenneth, why don’t you let your date show Felicia around. It must be boring for them to stand here without doing anything.”

Kenneth rolled his eyes, grinning. “Right. You should go around. It’s pretty boring here. Babe, go ahead and show Ms. Schultz around. The backyard is nice with a swing. Go ahead.”

Felicia pouted. “I feel you are sending me away purposely.”

Timothy patted her back. “Good girl, I just feel sorry for you. You are wearing high heels. If you keep standing here, your feet will hurt. I’ll go find you in the backyard later. OK?”

Felicia smiled in satisfaction. “Promise?”

Timothy smiled, but his eyes were cold. “Sure. You can’t hide from me deliberately.”

Felicia suddenly became naughty when hearing his words. She pulled Kenneth’s date to the backyard.

After taking a few steps, she turned around and smiled sweetly at Timothy.

Timothy nodded at her with a perfunctory smile.

His eyes were cold, and he squeezed words between his teeth coldly, “Why is that girl so close with Manfred? Isn’t she afraid of being allergic?”

Kenneth glanced at his handsome face in disbelief.

He felt sickened.

He had never expected that Timothy would speak such words full of jealousy.

It wasn’t like Timothy’s style at all.

Kenneth took a sip of wine and shrugged. “Of course. They are family. Manfred is her uncle.”

“Damned uncle!” Timothy gritted his teeth.

His fists had been clenched tightly.

He raised his chin and narrowed his eyes.

Deborah saw Manfred come in with Rylee. She smashed her wine glass on the table and cursed, “Stupid bastard!”

Caroline, Andrea, and Daphne looked over at the entrance, also seeing the charming Rylee.

Rylee hadn’t put on any makeup, but she looked stunning.

“Just like her mother, she’s good at hitting on men,” Caroline cursed with a low voice. Her hands holding the plate trembled.

Andrea narrowed her eyes and muttered in disdain, “See her foxy eyes? She hits on men with them. Bitch!”

Daphne bit her bottom lip in silence.

Andrea sensed something and looked at Daphne in dissatisfaction. “Are you OK, Daphne? Why are you silent? Are you sick?”

Daphne shook her head in fear. “I’m fine. I’m eating.”

She raised her cupcake to show Andrea, covering her panic.

and Andrea walked to Rylee

seen Caroline’s twisted face,

that Caroline must be pretty jealous now. She was

let out

toward Manfred. The latter immediately reached out his arms and held

was nestled in

happened?” he lowered his head

I’m not used to

muttered coquettishly, “My

not serious, I can

you so much,

with her twinkling eyes.

in surprise when hearing Caroline’s

“Caroline?”

frowned at her

smiled faintly and said, “Caroline, why are you shouting on such an occasion? You

spoke, she nestled more in Manfred’s

almost went nuts

eyebrows and looked

Rylee Carroll? Didn’t Dad forbid you to come here? You don’t have an invitation. Why did you come here shamelessly?

arrived here. No wonder you are so angry now. It

so shameless. Do you want our family to be disgraced? Is this a place that you

in anger, “You can come here, but why can’t Rylee? I invited her

in anger, stomping. “Manfred! How can you

can you hold Manfred like that?

leave Uncle Manfred alone. I can go find

Andrea was choked.

like Rylee. She’s the best woman in my eyes. Caroline, you’d better shut up.

Caroline gaped.

who

admitted that he

In the end, she

“Rylee Carroll, you stole my sister’s

she turned around to

sigh of relief and wanted to withdraw from Manfred’s

complaints, “You behaved so intimately with me to piss off

“Hm?”

looking up at

full of blue,

a thief caught red-hand.

done it purposely. I was delighted to be used by you. I can, despite my dignity, to like you. Rylee, can you learn to like me for a little

taken aback, feeling warm in her

guilty. She whispered, “I’m sorry, Manfred... I’ll

sense of guilt for

biting her lower lip to avoid bursting

you’d better forget him. Anyway,

in a fierce tone, “Why should I give up my

“But... Manfred has already...”