Wolf President Hooks Up

Jennet quickly dodged. She went to get a mop, and began to clean up the stains of soybean milk.

Elaine was holding the newspaper which Jennet had been reading. Her hands trembled and her mind rumbled.

Lucas!

What the hell are you doing?

...

Lucas checked into a hotel with this female celebrity called Avery Woods?

They stayed overnight together?

Was this true?

Yesterday ... she saw how jealous Lucas was. How could he ... sleep with another woman last night?

What's wrong with all men in this world? Were they animals that just couldn't control their desires?

Couldn't they think of anything else other than this?

They had mistresses! They had affairs with female celebrities!

'Lucas, how could you do this to Hazel?'

"Are they ... really over?"

Elaine blinked dazedly.

It was already so bad that she and Emmett didn't get along well. Why couldn't things go well between Lucas and Hazel?

Anyway, Hazel could take the police officer as another option. But she had nothing.

Oh, right, she had one too. That was Mark.

Speak of the devil....

"What are you thinking about? You seem so serious."

A pleasant and gentle voice came from above, which startled Elaine and gave her a shiver. Then she looked up.

"You dumb girl. I haven't seen you these days. You are still well-behaved. So adorable."

Franklin was still easy-going. He reached out, trying to rub Elaine's hair, but Mark forestalled him. He touched Elaine's head first and rubbed it protectively and symbolically.

Franklin raised his eyebrows as if he had discovered a new continent. He looked at Mark's hand and then at his eyes.

Mark maintained a graceful smile, but his eyes were filled with determination.

"Oh, is that so? Mark, you actually ... made a move?"

awkwardly and

time to make

"Then what should

should do. There are so many nice girls. Check those piles of pink writing paper in your drawer. They

and patted Franklin on the

rueful grin, "But I don't even care about

there's no other way. Mark is ahead of you. He was acquainted with Elaine earlier than you, and his affection for her is deeper than yours. You

...

and stamped

not understand the words

were they talking about? It

as he saw the confused expression on Elaine's face. He walked towards her, sat down by her side, hugged around her shoulder, and

"Ah? Dining with you?"

relationship to Mark? How could she dine with him? It must be

"I don't think so."

Come with me please. There won't be any strangers. They are all my friends. Everyone has a female companion. If I go there alone, I will look like a miserable loner. Just accompany me

warmth of his breath embarrassed her and made her entire body

she nodded,

that, she stood up like a frightened deer, "Excuse me. I want to go

she ran away in panic, ignoring Jennet who was

at Elaine's figure from behind with an unfathomable expression on

shoulder, "Hey, Mark. It seems that Elaine is afraid of you? You just sat down and

at her back and he cast a glance at the

"That's not true. Mark, don't believe Franklin's nonsense. Elaine is just shy. Mark, you should try

"She agreed ... Fortunately, she agreed to

If he was rejected by her,

anything for a whole day. He had a bad temper and

a couple of times in the morning, shattered three cups of water, smashed two fixed phones, and frightened

...

even dare to go in and deliver tea. What

grinned, rubbed her hands, and wandered around the president's

was naturally an unsympathetic man, had an exceedingly bad temper today. One glimpse of his face

which leads to the disorder of his

A male secretary muttered.

Maybe he was punished by the woman, and stopped

male secretary

Sophia went near them.

hit each of them on

talking nonsense! Our Mr. Smith never lacks women? Which woman dares to put on airs

desk for a while. But finally he couldn't hold on any longer. He closed the documents and threw

Bang!

stood in front of the French window, lifted the hem of his coat and rested his hands on the hips. He sighed as

that Mark ...

raised his eyebrows when his

branch offices. No one should dare to call him ... Then, could it

But when he reached for the

Oliver! What are you calling for? Don't you think it's a waste of