Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 434: What the Hell Are You Doing?

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?"

embarrassed, Franklin teased awkwardly and then

it's time to make a move.

was frustrated, "Then what should I

do? Just do what you should do. There are so many nice girls. Check those piles of pink writing paper

patted Franklin

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

their heads at the same time. "Then there's no other way. Mark is ahead of you. He was acquainted with

...

and stamped

understand the words of

they

walked towards her, sat down by her side, hugged around her shoulder, and

"Ah? Dining with you?"

Mark? How could

"I don't think so."

my friends. Everyone has a female companion. If I go there

when he was talking. The warmth of his breath embarrassed her and made

she nodded,

up like a frightened deer, "Excuse

ran away in panic, ignoring Jennet who

Elaine's figure from behind with an unfathomable expression

on the shoulder, "Hey, Mark. It seems that Elaine is afraid of

glance at the chair where she had just sat. He

facial expression, Patrick immediately hustled Franklin with his elbow and smiled embarrassedly, "That's not true. Mark, don't believe Franklin's nonsense. Elaine is just shy. Mark, you should try

inaudibly, "She agreed ... Fortunately, she agreed to go

was really afraid of her rejection. If he was rejected by her, he would really

do anything for a whole day. He had a

of times in the morning, shattered three cups of water, smashed two fixed phones,

...

even dare to go in and deliver tea. What

hands, and wandered around the

exceedingly bad temper today. One glimpse of his face was

life, which leads to the disorder of his androgen. That's why he is so

A male secretary muttered.

woman, and stopped the intercourse halfway. So he works

secretary

Sophia went near them.

hit each of

never lacks women? Which woman dares to put on

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

Bang!

got up abruptly. He stood in front of the French window, lifted the hem of his coat

Mark ...

his eyebrows when his

should probably be known to the general managers of the branch offices. No one should dare to call him ... Then, could

when he

damn Oliver! What are you calling for?

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