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.

she went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the

in, Uncle Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and

me? I want you to

pushed Rylee's

had no choice but to pack up the dishes and

soon as she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all the

the old butler were surprised

did you come out so soon?

and it seemed that some of it

and asked

these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open. This is the trace and the proof what his eating. What do you

Rylee bowed to Armand.

“Actually there are

You lied to me!

huge dogs we raise are

will never believe what you say in the

and grabbed the

study suddenly opened and Timothy stepped

frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating the

and the old butler

at anyone, walked upstairs and said, “Armand, get the car ready, I'll go to the office

yes. Huh? Boss, don't we decide to spend weekends in the future? Why are we going to do to

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

bowed his head, not daring to

Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what about me?

You're here

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

work this time. As Timothy's maid,

Wheeler last night anyway!

She was also hardworking!

changed into a formal suit and went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a firm but fast

on the sofa and watched

what happened last night

look at Rylee and rushed out like

looked out, she was relieved until she saw Timothy's luxury car

home, she can

night was so dreamy

also a

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

sofa, eyes closed, while her

couldn't even tell whether she should cry

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded beside

eyes, “Oh? Is there

this is for you.” The old butler

“Oh? For me? What?”

took the paper curiously, glanced at it, and she was shocked by

her teeth, “When

heard it, too. I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he wanted you to do that based on the requirement

these businesses, and this is the final order from her! Alright,

butler's

Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”? Oh, it’s disrespect, it’s

eyes and looked at the

requirements were