Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee was chattering as usual, forcing the chopsticks into Timothy's hands, scooping two spoonsful of vegetables, and putting them on the plate.

Her sparkle eyes stared at Timothy's mouth, as if she was waiting for someone like a baby doll to open their mouth to eat.

Timothy was caught off guard by Rylee and started to eat.

When Rylee saw that he had started eating, her spirit was instantly relieved.

It was as if Timothy was her child, who has always been a picky eater, and now eventually he could feast on the food here at a time.

Rylee almost reached out to stroke Timothy's head a few times and complimented him cheaply.

Fortunately, she was still awake, and she didn't do the stupid thing.

Timothy eats silently and slowly.

Suddenly, he realized that this meal tasted so delicious.

When the nagging Rylee was around, the whole body can become warm, as if he was taking a sun bath even the food was much more delicious.

What a wonderful thing.

“Having some of these, and take more of those, you are so tall, how can you eat less than me? Don’t be a picky eater! Come, come on, eat more of this.”

Rylee was addicted to helping Timothy's with dishes, and she can't wait for Timothy to swallow all four dishes. It's better for him to eat the dishes as well.

Timothy was slightly happy, but he kept a cold expression on his face, and asked casually, “Have you eaten?”

“Of course, I have had the meal it!”

“Are you full?”

“Of course, I'm full! I'm never ashamed of my own stomach!”

Timothy nodded slightly.

He frowned suddenly and looked up suspiciously at Rylee who was sitting on the handle of his chair, “Why are you supervising my eating like a supervisor?”

Rylee said cheerfully, “You think I'm willing to supervise you? It was Uncle Armand and the others...”

The words suddenly stopped. She didn’t dare to speak.

Rylee stared at Timothy.

Sure enough, Timothy was so shrewd that even though he had only heard some parts of the truth, he had already guessed most of the reason. He frowned and slammed his chopsticks on the table.

“Armand threatened you to come in and delivered food?”

Rylee nodded aggrievedly and explained, “Actually, even if I am ten times braver, I don't dare to come to you and supervise you having lunch, really, I don't dare to do so. Please, don’t get mad, don’t get mad at me.”

Timothy's face was cold, “If Armand hadn't threatened you to come in, you wouldn't have come to deliver the food, would you?”

Rylee rubbed his nose, “Yeah. But I should have come to deliver food, they all said I was the one who made you so angry that you didn't eat...”

Why the more she explained, the angrier Mr. Wheeler's expression is?

“You, get out.”

Timothy turned his face away.

“What?”

Rylee was overwhelmed.

Get out for real?

that Mr. Wheeler

this, would Uncle Armand let the

before she came in, Uncle Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the

want you to

irritably and pushed Rylee's ass off the

to pack up the

his temples irritably, shoving all the books

butler were surprised that Rylee came out

so soon? Has Mr.

and it seemed that some

frowned and asked

five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open. This is the trace and the proof what his eating. What do you think, Uncle Armand, you

Rylee bowed to Armand.

said, “Actually there are no

You lied to me!

all the huge dogs we raise are in

I will never believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful for

and

suddenly opened

so frightened that she sat up straight and

the old butler were silent

get the car ready, I'll go

Boss, don't we decide to spend weekends in the future? Why are we

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

not daring to

Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in the company,

rolled his eyes, “You? You're here to be

and then stammered and retorted, “I, I am not fooling around! I am doing my job

really didn't do much work this time. As Timothy's maid, she was very

last night anyway! That

She was also hardworking!

went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure,

sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs for a

reminded herself once again: what happened last night was more beneficial to

didn't even look at Rylee and rushed out

clawed at the glass and looked out, she was relieved until she saw Timothy's luxury car drive

home, she can finally calm down

was so

a

rang. The old butler walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”, the butler kept talking and

lying on the sofa, eyes

cry

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded beside

opened her eyes, “Oh? Is there

for you.” The old butler handed over a

“Oh? For me? What?”

the paper curiously, glanced at it,

her teeth, “When did

heard it, too. I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he

is the final

old butler's

Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title of

eyes and looked at

were written