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 turned

"Well, it's time to make a move.

was frustrated, "Then what should I

so many nice girls. Check those piles of pink writing paper in

and patted

"But I don't even care about

is ahead of you. He was acquainted with Elaine earlier than

...

lamented and stamped

understand the words of

they talking

tender affection rose in Mark's heart as he saw the confused expression on Elaine's face. He walked towards her, sat down by her side, hugged around her shoulder, and said gently, "How about dining with me

"Ah? Dining with you?"

could she dine with him? It must be

"I don't think so."

strangers. They are all my friends. Everyone has a female companion. If I go there alone, I will look like a

of his breath embarrassed her

nodded, "Alright

"Excuse me. I want to go back to the classroom now.

ignoring

behind with an

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

stop staring at her back and he cast a glance at

and smiled embarrassedly, "That's not true. Mark, don't believe Franklin's nonsense. Elaine is just

"She agreed ... Fortunately,

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

whole day. He had a

times in the morning, shattered three cups of

...

volcano erupted? It's scary. I don't even dare to

grinned, rubbed her hands, and

was breathless inside. Mr. Smith, who was naturally an unsympathetic man, had an exceedingly bad temper today. One glimpse of his

Mr. Smith is having some trouble with his sexual life, which leads to the disorder of his androgen. That's why

A male secretary muttered.

he was punished by the woman, and stopped the

male secretary

Sophia went near them.

each of them

never lacks women? Which

reluctantly read the documents on the desk for a while. But finally he couldn't

Bang!

the hem of his coat and rested his hands on the hips. He sighed as he squinted at

...

his eyebrows when his

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

Emmett got excited immediately. But when he reached for the phone, he began

calling for? Don't you think it's a

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