Chapter 626
Wolf President Hooks Up
Felicia stomped, walking towards the corridor anxiously.
What did the woman say? A temptress? Hitting on Timothy?
Who was that temptress?
Feliciaâs eyes reddened in anxiety.
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Two gangsters saw Felicia coming over, looking anxious.
They blocked her way. âExcuse me, Ms. Schultz. Where are you going?â
âMove! Iâm going to find Timothy.â
âYou canât go in there, Ms. Schultz.â
âCanât you understand me? I said I was going to find Timothy. Why? Do you want to stop me? You have death wishes, donât you?â
Felicia had been spoiled since she was little, so she was always arrogant and short-tempered. She only behaved herself in Timothyâs presence.
Once she blew up, the two gangsters were scared.
âFelicia, why are you blowing up on them?â
She heard a voice above her head.
Felicia immediately looked up. âTimothy!â
Timothy winked at the two gangsters, who instantly stepped away.
âWerenât you in the garden? Why did you come back? Itâs so noisy here.â
Timothy gestured at Armand, who was on the other end of the corridor, and looked down at Felicia.
âWhere have you been, Timothy?â Felicia hugged his waist tightly as if Timothy was her exclusive belonging.
âLet go of me, Felicia. Weâre in public. Itâs not proper.â Timothy pulled her arms away indifferently.
Felicia looked over at the corridor and asked with bulged cheeks, âHave you been in there?â
âYes. I went to the restroom.â
âDid you go in there with a woman?â
Timothy frowned and answered flatly, âNope.â
âBut others told me they saw you go in with a woman. They said she was a temptress.â
âWhoâs so nosy? How dare they spread rumors! Youâve been deceived. I went there alone.â
âI donât buy it. Humph! Iâll go in to check it out myself.â
As she spoke, Felicia was going into the corridor.
Timothy didnât stop her. He walked in another direction and said, âGo ahead. Find the woman. If you can even find an eighty-year-old woman, I will reward you with a house.â
He knew Felicia well. If he insisted on stopping her from doing something, she would suspect and insist on doing it.
Felicia paused her paces. Pouting, she looked at Timothyâs back. He was walking to several men. One enchanting woman was hitting on him.
Felicia stomped, followed him instantly. She hoped to take his arm, looking at that woman in the provocation. Felicia declared that Timothy belonged to her.
The woman with the seductive smile became disappointed. She looked away.
She heaved a sigh for the chance. Just now, President Wheeler, the man known as not interested in women, smiled faintly at her. She thought it was free lunch. However, before she could make any move, another woman clung to President Wheeler.
The woman believed that her good luck today had been used up.
âTimothy, did you truly not take any woman in there with you?â Felicia asked.
Timothy said unhappily, âI said it already. Believe it or not."
âAlas... Did you or did you not?â
âIâve answered you, but you insist on asking. Iâm annoyed.â
Timothy had a stern look and pushed Felicia away. âGo ahead and look for the woman. Donât nag to me. Hurry up.â
Felicia looked at his cold face, afraid he was angry with her. She approached him carefully.
Clinging to his body, she said apologetically, âAll right. I know Iâm too suspicious. Do you know how much I care about you? Timothy, please donât be mad.â
In front of Timothy, she couldnât find her own ego at all. She usually took his mood as hers. She was afraid of her anger. She was always a gentlewoman and cared about his mood when being with him.
She wished that he could fall in love with her.
For Ryleeâs safety, Timothy took Felicia away from the banquet quite early.
On the way, Timothy kept silent.
He supported his chin to peer out of the window.
Felicia sat next to him, studying his expression from time to time.
âTimothy...â
He looked annoyed.
âYouâve grown up,â Timothy suddenly said, He didnât look at Felicia while staring at the night view outside the window.
âYou should give up your childish behaviors,â Timothy continued expressionlessly, âEven if I have been there with any woman, or I have sex with any other woman, you should accept it peacefully. You are just my younger sister. Iâve told you several times.â
Felicia was shocked. She bit her bottom lip, staring at Timothyâs side face tearfully.
She felt a sharp pang in her heart as if countless daggers were stabbed into it.
Felicia bit her bottom lip so much that it almost bled. She turned around to peer out of the window and said stubbornly, âI canât do it. I can never do it.â
Timothy glanced at the back of her head, heaving a sigh.
When Rylee was allowed to go out of the room, Timothy had left with Felicia.
She looked around but failed to find Manfred.
Armand was asked to stay in the banquet to protect Rylee. He approached her and said, âAre you looking for Manfred Shawn?â
âRight. He took me here earlier.â
She wondered why Manfred wasnât there.
âYou canât find him. He left while carrying Caroline Carroll earlier.â
âWhat? Caroline? Did you say he carried her and left?â
Rylee widened her eyes in disbelief.
She looked for him around the hall. Sure enough, Brook, Deborah, and other Carroll family members were not there. They should have gone.
Rylee frowned, feeling so lonely and disappointed. âTheyâve all gone. Why didnât he tell me?â
How could Manfred leave her alone without informing her?
The man, who said he liked her, would wait for her to grow up, and give her time to fall in love with him, just left without saying a word.
Armand said, âBoss asked me to give you a ride home. Donât worry. Please leave everything to him.â
Rylee looked up at Armand in a trance.
Her babyface was full of sadness that she had been dumped.
No matter how difficult it was, she always expected to be surrounded warmly.
Finally, a man named Manfred approached her, who gave her warmth and care just like her mother. She hadnât felt the warmth that he brought her for a while longer, but it already disappeared silently.
She asked why Manfred could leave her and ignore her like this.
He had brought her to the banquet.
Fortunately, Timothy still remembered her and sent someone to give her a ride home. If not, would she need to hail a taxi home pitifully?
Thinking about that, Rylee sniffed.
âHey, girl. What are you doing? You look down and silly.â
Rylee looked up instantly. She curled her lips and sobbed. âJoseph...â
She threw herself into Josephâs arms, rubbing his chest.
Joseph grinned. âOops. Finally, you are willing to let me embrace you. All right. Come to stay at my house tonight. Iâll kick out that girl from the English major.â
Rylee immediately bounced away. Glaring at him, she curled her lips and said in disdain, âCan you behave yourself? You only know dating girls.
Arenât you afraid of being sick?â
Joseph stroked her cheek with an evil smile. âAre you jealous, baby?â
âIf I was jealous, I would kill myself now.â
Rylee slapped his hand violently.
âAhem... Ahem...â Armand couldnât stand the scene and coughed hard.
Only then did Rylee recall that he was standing next to her. âHaha... Armand, why donât you go home first? This brad can ride me home.â
Armandâs face darkened. He said unhappily, âMs. Carroll, youâd better pay attention to the distance with men.â
âWhat?â Rylee widened her mouth, rubbing her ear in disbelief.
Armand sounded so old-fashioned.
She couldnât believe Armand had said so.
Armand cast Joseph a glance and left.
Rylee curled her lips and heaved a sigh. âGee. Why is it so difficult to be a gang leaderâs maid? I canât wear a short dress, nor can I talk to a man. Iâm so pitiful.â
Right then, Ryleeâs phone rang. She took a look and swiped to answer, âHello?â
âHello, Rylee. Caroline got drunk and vomited. Iâve sent her to the hospital. Iâll go back to pick you up later,â Manfred said as gently as usual.
Rylee forgave him instantly. He didnât dump her. He sent Caroline to the hospital and would return to pick her up.
âOkay. Itâs alright. Please donât bother. Iâll let Joseph give me a ride. Please be careful when driving.â
âWell. Thatâs good. Iâm sorry, Rylee.â
âHaha... Itâs all right.â
Rylee smiled after hanging up the phone.
The warmth belonging to her still remained. She was delighted.
âHey! Itâs not like you. When you talk to that hateful Mr. Shaw, you are not yourself at all. You are so affected. Do you fake being a gentlewoman?â
Joseph patted her shoulder.
Rylee rolled her eyes at him. âWhat are you talking about, Brat? How could Manfred be hateful? What is wrong with you? Donât talk to me. Iâm annoyed.â
âHaha... I donât care. Iâm not annoyed by you.â
Joseph followed Rylee cheekily.
Rylee smiled again.
However, she wondered if she had indeed been affected when being with Manfred. Did she fake being a gentlewoman for real? Wasnât she like herself?
Rylee was confused.
Manfred sent Caroline to the hospital.
She was put on a drip. Deborah asked everyone else to leave, forcing Manfred to stay with Caroline alone.
Sitting next to the bed, Manfred checked the time on his cell phone from time time. He felt irritated.
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