Chapter 565
Wolf President Hooks Up
âWell, Timothy. You know, Iâm just a student and my father is a penny pincher. The sum of this repair bill is too huge for me and I canât pay you back right away.â
Rylee poked her index fingers and pouted.
Timothy said boldly, âItâs only right to pay back what you owe. From my point of view, although youâre pathetic, Iâm also right to ask you for the maintenance fee, right?â
âWell, yes.â Rylee sniffled, âBut I canât get that money either... What can I do?â
âThen Iâd better deal with your father directly.â
âHuh? No! Please, donât tell my father!â
She was already considered one of the most thoughtless daughters in her dadâs mind. How could she cause him any more trouble? It would only draw the laughter of the three Carroll pigs.
âThen... since that wonât work either, thereâs only one option to implement.â Rylee noticed that Timothy had a sly smile when saying this.
...
âWhat option?â
It turned out that Mr. Wheeler had a reserved plan.
What a cunning guy!
Timothy glanced at Rylee smilingly, causing her couldnât help but panic.
âWhy is the gang leader had to be so handsome?â
âWork study program. Have you heard of it?â
âWork study program? Only fools never heard of it.â Rylee let out a sigh of relief, âDo you mean I should work to earn money to pay back your Bugatti repair bill?â
Timothy raised his brows and continued to enjoy his tea as he slowly mused, âIf you work part-time to earn money and can earn four thousand dollars a month... you can earn fifty thousand dollars a year...â
âHold on!â Rylee interrupted Timothyâs words. She unceremoniously took the tea that the gangster had poured for her and boldly finished it up in one gulp.
âMr. Wheeler.â Rylee grouched discontentedly, âDo you understand the current labour market? Itâs easy for you to say! You go and ask around to see which boss is stupid enough to pay a wage earner four thousand dollars a month? If it was four thousand dollars a month, I bet no one would want to be a hooker on the street, and theyâd all be working in such jobs.â
âPfft!â Timothy was amused.
Rylee rolled her eyes and looked at Timothy a few times.
âWhat the hell! This cold killer suddenly smiling, was... surprisingly so charming!â
Luckily, she had just swallowed the mouthful of tea in one gulp. Otherwise, she would have had to spurt out when seeing this.
âDonât you laugh! Iâm telling you the truth! I worked for two months in the summer and only earned enough money for a mobile phone. Iâve used all plans to just earn that small amount of money. Four thousand dollars, thatâs a foolâs errand!â
As Rylee was talking, her stomach suddenly rumbled. Timothy raised his eyes to look at Rylee, but Rylee was not shy at all, rubbing her flat tummy and grumbling, âTalking so much, my tummy is empty already. Mr. Wheeler, can you order some snacks or something first? Iâm really hungry.â
Timothy nodded, and before he could say anything, Armand was already smiling, pushing the door in and bringing in four plates of light snacks.
âWow! It looks just fine. Where did you buy it from? It smells so good. if itâs good, Iâll go that shop next time too.â
Timothy said faintly, âItâs not sold outside. Itâs the chefâs craft here.â
Rylee had already had her hands on them, grabbing two pieces and shoving them into her mouth. As she ate, she nodded happily and gave a thumbs up towards Armand, praising, âMister, you are so kind. You just came in time.â
Armandâs face flushed, and he quickly glanced at Timothy. He found that Timothy wasnât delighted and hurriedly left in fear.
âThe boss was so jealous.â
When only Timothy and Rylee were in the room again, Timothy looked at Rylee feasting on her food, suddenly saying, âWhatâs the point of thanking him? I had the chef prepare this specially.â
âOh, oh, really?â Rylee was so happy to eat that she picked up another piece and handed it to Timothy, âWell? Mr. Wheeler, have one too. Itâs delicious!â
Timothy was stunned.
...
Rylee shook her hand, âHave one, Mr. Wheeler! Itâs very delicious! I promise not to lie to you! Itâs still a while before lunch, so letâs have some first.â
Timothy looked at Rylee, with her cheeks puffed out. He had a thought, then leaned forward and opened his mouth.
âAh!â Rylee was frozen in place.
He had actually...
âMr. Wheeler is so unhygienic! He actually opened his mouth and ate the snack from her hand!â
Not sure if he was intentional, Ryleeâs finger was even licked by the tip of Timothyâs tongue.
Boom!
Rylee was moved inside by the moist sensation.
Timothy had a hidden wicked smile as he fussily tasted the snack and nodded slightly, âHmm, it does taste good. Hey, why arenât you eating? What are you still doing with your hand outstretched?â
âHuh? I...â Rylee then awkwardly withdrew her stiff arm, with her red flushing red.
âMr. Wheeler, you canât do this.â
âYour action like this will cause others to think wildly!â
Rylee lowered her head sheepishly, and her mind was wandering. Suddenly, Timothy lifted her chin up with one hand.
Erm...
Rylee was at a loss for words as she looked across at Timothy.
His action made her suddenly think of the scenes in the movie where a lustful person lifted a womanâs chin in this way, smiling lewdly.
âWould Mr. Wheeler be like this too?â
Ryleeâs eyes widened, and she even thought of whether she should take the opportunity to touch Mr. Wheelerâs face. His skin looked so well.
âHow do you eat like that? Having food on your nose and face.â Timothy took a tissue with another hand to wipe Ryleeâs face and continued to pour tea.
âThis is the end of it?â
Rylee frowned, and she was a little disappointed.
Too bad that Mr. Wheeler was so stunningly beautiful that a virtuous girl like her turned horny too.
Well, she admitted that she had always been horny.
âWhere were we just now?â Timothy raised his lips and flicked a finger at Ryleeâs forehead.
Only then did Rylee come back from her disorientation, rubbing her forehead with one hand and staring at the beautiful man across from her with wide, misty eyes.
âJust now? What did you just say?â Her brain simply went blank.
âHaha, what a cute look!â
Timothy pursed his lips and smiled again, causing Rylee to have a head rush.
âWork study program, four thousand dollars.â Timothy reminded the girl.
âThis little thing just looks like a little tiger always daring to fight bravely.â
âAs she gets adorable, she looks so innocent yet silly, just like a seven years old kid.â
âRight!â As soon as Rylee heard four thousand dollars, she immediately cleared her mind, slapped her thigh and said boldly, âFour thousand dollars!
We were talking about four thousand dollars! Mr. Wheeler, just tell me, where can I get four thousand dollars for work now?â
âIsnât there any?â
âOf course there isnât! If there is, you can introduce me to it! Damn, how can I let go of such good opportunity?â
She even said out foul language after being overexcited.
Timothy found it amusing and didnât say anything about her but still teasing her, âAre you really going to do it?â
âYes! Why not go for something rich?â Rylee had just picked up another piece of snack when she suddenly realized what was going on. She was so shocked that the snack fell back onto her plate, and her jaw dropped to look at Timothy, âMr. Wheeler, this thing youâre talking about isnât going to be that thing, right?â
...
Ryleeâs voice trembled.
âWhat thing? I canât understand what youâre referring to.â
âKind like those... prostitute!â Rylee ruthlessly gritted her teeth and said out that word, rolling her eyes, âIf itâs that kind of job, no need to introduce me to it. I rather starve to death and never go for it.â
Timothy smiled, âAre you talking about the ladies at Ivy Nightclub?â
Rylee pouted, âHumph! What kind of person do you take me for? Although my father is stingy, I can still get it out if I use a knife to force him. No big deal that Iâll just ask him for the money.â
Timothy chuckled, âYou think you can go to the place like Ivy Nightclub?â
Hmm?
Rylee widened her eyes to look at Timothy.
Timothy leisurely sized up Rylee and said critically, âWith you like this?â
Rylee was horrified by Timothyâs tone, âWhatâs wrong with me?â
âYour look and body... phew...â
Rylee was instantly very unsure of herself, looking down at her body, âAm I that bad?â
âMany second tier actors in the Ivy Nightclub canât even rank. You, being like this, canât even get into it. Perhaps after a few dozen times of plastic surgeries, there might be a little hope for you. So donât even think about doing that kind of work. And even if you wanted to, I wouldnât lose my money to get you there.â
Err...
Rylee was dumbfounded.
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âThen whatâs the four thousand dollars job youâre talking about?â
Timothy just liked to dig a hole and make others willing to fall into it. So he was also known for his coldness and treachery.
Timothy furrowed his brows with a reluctant expression, âI think itâs more convenient for me to ask your father for the money. I donât think a rich young lady like you can take a hard job.â
Rylee was anxious now as if the four thousand dollars was just in front of her, and then suddenly it was robbed!
Rylee was so anxious that she grabbed Timothyâs hand, âPlease donât! Mr. Wheeler, please donât go to my father! Heâs a very stingy man! Just tell me and Iâll do it. Iâm not a rich young lady. Iâm very tough and can take a lot of hardship!â
Her plump, soft hand gently rested on his hand as Timothy watched in silence.
He had a sudden sensation.
âWhat a soft touch.â
Rylee wriggled and continued to plead, âMr. Wheeler, please tell me quickly.â
Timothy raised his bright and deep eyes, âYou really want to do it?â