Wolf President Hooks Up

Finally realizing that there must be something wrong with Oliver, his secretary nudges him a little and asks nervously, “Mr. Young, what happened? Are you not feeling well?”

Oliver quivers and gasps at the nudge, then says with a blank face, “No… I am fine. I just saw… some people I know.”

The secretary follows his line of sight and suddenly realizes, “Oh! Isn’t that President Smith? What a coincidence, he is here at the mall today! Shall we I go and greet him?”

Oliver flusters immediately.

Go and face them? With them being affectionate so intimately?

Does he have the courage to do that?

Should he go and greet them as if nothing happened between them? And casually say: Hey! What a coincidence meeting you guys here.

Or… hold on to Elaine’s hand and cry: Elaine, why did you choose Emmett instead of me?

He doesn’t want to be a part of either of these scenes!

Oliver shakes his head fiercely and flatly refuses, “No need for that! There’s not much time before the meeting, let’s go”

“Sure!” Of course, the secretary nods without any objection.

However, someone is not going to let him escape that easily.

Emmett suddenly raises his head and smiles at Oliver, as if he has just spotted him. Then he raises his hand and waves it lightly.

“Hey! Oli, what a coincidence!”

Emmett greets him “enthusiastically”, basically killing Oliver on the spot.

Elaine is startled to hear “Oli”. She quickly raises her head and looks around.

Finally, her eyes land on Oliver with his arm in a sling.

She sees his deathly pale face and his expressions that scream of absolute pain and hurt.

Seeing him look like that, her heart can’t help but grieve.

Is he looking so much in pain because he bled a lot from his arm?

“Oliver!” Elaine frowns and calls out his name with a little worry in her tone.

Oliver manages to bend his lips into a stiff ugly smile and nods, “Hi, Elaine, Emmett!”

Kayden massages his temples.

Sure enough, Master came here prepared.

Having grown up with Emmett, he knows too much about his personality and temperament.

does meaningless things, nor

to Emmett, Oliver’s subtlety is laughable.

Oliver, would really fall out with each other

behaving like this is already strange enough, but for his target to

originally the kind of immature playboys who never take women seriously, but now they are both this serious for the same

about Oliver? Look, what a coincidence, he is here too. Let’s go and greet

tone. He raises his eyes, smiling sharply at Oliver as he places his

threatening to break out of

to reach out a

be helped, his whole body

and Emmett reach them, Oliver’s

to run over and pull Elaine into his

do anything. He can only stare at Elaine with an unwavering

I swear, I will use all my power to

you fall in love with me some

look forward to that

What a coincidence meeting you

Emmett smiles brightly.

with deep love, a lump forming in

last night… Are

sinks slightly, his expressions

directly ignore his

frowns at the

she explain? How can she tell Oliver that last night

not shameless; she

bitterly, “Yeah, I’m

deep breath and then says very quickly in a low voice, “Elaine, I don’t care about who you were, no matter how was your past, I still like you. I will always like you!

any contraceptives with less side

heart with the cruel sword of his well-chosen

Contraceptives?!

forgets to breath as

has a deep and

he had tried to exhale, he would have vomited blood

eyes and wrinkles

Emmett? She is speechless! How can he talk about contraceptives in front of so

free herself from Emmett’s arms and walk two steps forwards to Oliver. She suddenly holds his arm and asks nervously, “Oliver, is your arm okay? I saw yesterday, it was bleeding

unmasked concern makes Oliver feel a little

it makes Emmett’s expressions turn

it! How is she

has forgotten all about the promise she

Oliver because she is grateful to him and

her face with his fingers. His quick move makes Emmett clench his hands into fists,

Elaine can close her eyes and cover her ears,

dares to touch Elaine; he is a dead

smiles bitterly and says softly, “Don’t worry, I am okay. My arm is okay. If you go with me to get the dressing changed, I think the wound will