Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1562

The man's words made people lose control of their senses, Alvina Miller smiled even wider, but she still extended her hand to push him away. Since he was too close, with his spirit intertwined, it made heart itch, she couldn't help but think of doing bad things.

"Joseph Grant, I know that you have been wronged for the past few days, but I also feel wronged, I can only let you wait two more days. I can't just do that with you, I'm afraid of pain." Alvina Miller gasped for breath, but she had no choice but to stabilize him, because after searching online, it would be safer for her.

Seeing her serious face, Joseph Grant could not help but laugh: "What do you take me for? A wolf? Are you afraid that I'll eat you right now?"

"That's not what I meant." Alvina Miller immediately explained.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, but it's only been a few days, so I can still hold it in. Relax, this matter is not urgent. My work has probably changed a bit recently, and I have a lot of things to take care of. Maybe I can't always be with you. Don't be mad at me, OK?" Joseph Grant stroked the long hair by her ears and comforted her with a low voice.

"What's the change in your job?" Alvina Miller had recently applied for a long leave of absence, so she was not able to promptly understand some things about the office, which was why she was extremely worried.

"I'm currently taking over Mr. President's position. He's not feeling well." Joseph Grant was afraid that she would be worried, hence he told her the truth.

"Is he seriously ill? " Alvina Miller was surprised.

"As far as I know, he was very ill and had a heart problem. The doctor advised him to have the operation, but he was unwilling. I don't know if it was god's will or not, but at this crucial moment, his body is not well. It was as if I had picked up a huge bargain." When Joseph Grant talked about this matter, there was an additional trace of coldness in his expression.

Alvina Miller retracted her sympathy, and gritted her teeth in anger: "He did too many evil things, and even the god wanted him die. That is his deserved retribution, how can you say you took advantage of him? Wouldn't that deny all your previous efforts? "

"I don't care what others say. Currently, the country's affairs are all up to me, I only have less than a month to go before the general election. It's a heavy task, so I might have to put more effort into my work. I really want to spend more time to accompany you." Joseph Grant was really sorry. When they just got engaged, he left her alone at home.

"Don't worry about me. Don't come stay with me every day. I'm just free, so I can do whatever I want. If you have time, go home and accompany your family. I really don't need you to stay with me. I'm not a child." Alvina Miller's heart was filled with sweetness, but she had to be magnanimous on the surface. She really did not wish that she would drag him down.

"Alvina, since you're so sensible, I feel even more sorry for you." The man leaned his head down and sucked her pink lips with his thin lips.

Only then did Alvina Miller realize that while they were chatting, the man's strong body was still pressing down on her. Only until now when his thin lips struck her did she feel that breathing was difficult, as if she was pressed down by a mountain.

Was there really such a huge difference between a man and a woman?

Why was she unable to move when he was suppressing her?

Joseph Grant used the greatest strength he could muster to suppress his flames. He reluctantly kissed her cheeks, her forehead, and that pair of bright and clear eyes. Then he slowly lifting his hands and returning her freedom.

The lightning rain outside the window gradually weakened. Joseph Grant stood up and adjusted his clothes: "Warren Hilton and the others are still drinking tea downstairs. I'll go down." "Alright!" Alvina Miller blushed as she recalled her brief moment of warmth with him.

Joseph Grant went downstairs and into the side hall. Warren Hilton, his trusted aides and bodyguards sat together drinking tea and chatting. When they saw Joseph Grant come in, everyone stood up respectfully.

"Sir, the rain has stopped. We were just about to go upstairs to say hello to you." Warren Hilton said with a smile when she saw him. Joseph Grant nodded his head: "You've worked hard today, go back and gather with your families, I won't keep you guys for dinner." Everyone started laughing. Even if Joseph Grant wanted them to stay, they wouldn't dare.

They all knew that Mr. Vice-President had just gotten engaged and that he and his fiancee were having a sweet wedding.

After Warren Hilton and the group left, Joseph Grant turned and walked through a corridor and into the main hall. Alvina Miller went downstairs and stood at the side of the stairs, looking at him with a silly smile "What are you laughing at?" Joseph Grant walked straight towards her and asked in an interesting manner.

Alvina Miller shook his head: "Nothing, I just feel that you and your subordinates are like friends, no wonder they are so loyal to you."

"If we're not friends, do they have to be slaves? If you want others to look on you and respect you, you must first learn to respect others. The strongest relationship between people is through trust, and there is too much learning between people." Joseph Grant wanted to explain to her, but he felt that his own words were too complicated, so he was afraid that she would be bored listening to it.

"Trust is important, both at work and in the relationship between husband and wife." Alvina Miller nodded, she understood the meaning of his words.

"OK, as long as you understand. Alright, it's time for me to prepare dinner again. Let me see what ingredients are available today." Joseph Grant lightly tapped her forehead with his finger, the feeling of spoiling her almost overflowing. It was as if she was a child that needed his care, a child that could not be relaxed even for a second.

Alvina Miller placed her hands behind her back and followed him to the refrigerator to take a look.

"You get someone to bring back fresh fruits and ingredients every day. The refrigerator is always full." Alvina Miller said while beaming.

"I'm afraid you're hungry." Joseph Grant spoke the truth.

"What kind of joke is this? I'm already such a grown-up, who's going to let me be hungry?" Alvina Miller stuck out her chest, indicating that she had the ability to be self-reliant.

"Yes, I won't starve you. You'll eat a lot of snacks." The man nodded in agreement.

Alvina Miller was slightly stunned. "You mean, I can't eat snacks?"

"You can't be a staple food with your snacks. I'm just afraid that if you eat too much, it won't be good for your body." After Joseph Grant finished speaking, his eyes swept across the large and small bags of items on the tea table.

Alvina Miller laughed dryly: "Alright, thank you for thinking on my behalf. I'll try my best to eat less."

As if he was rewarding her, Joseph Grant reached out and caressed her head: "So obedient."

Alvina Miller's body shivered, would this man really treat her like a child?

At the gate of the international airport, a low-key black car was waiting quietly.

At the gate of the airport, a tall and elegant figure holding a simple handbag was walking towards the black car with heavy steps.

"Brother, over here!" A petite figure emerged from the black sedan and waved her small hand at the man.

Duke looked at his sister running towards him, his serious face had a rare look of gentleness.

Duke's sister was called Betty, he had also just returned from abroad. When she heard that his brother was back, she insisted on following the driver to pick his up. "Betty, how is uncle?" Duke frowned and asked her.

"I just came back and haven't seen him yet. Uncle is sick, but the general election is next month. I think my uncle will lose this time." Betty sighed.

"It's not a pity." Duke said with a calm expression.

"Brother, your relationship with uncle hasn't eased up yet?" Betty was stunned.

"Let's go and see him." Duke did not say anything more as the siblings got on the carriage and drove in the direction of the presidential palace.

Inside the presidential palace, Duke saw his first uncle, Tim. He took a break and sat on the balcony.

Under the lead of a servant, Duke and Betty arrived at the balcony on the second floor.

"Uncle!" The two of them shouted.

Tim turned to look at the brother and sister duo, revealing a gratified smile: "You're both back. Take a seat."

Duke and his sister sat on a sofa, a servant brought them drinks.

"Uncle, are you alright? I can see that you're a bit pale." Betty asked in concern.

Tim looked at Betty and revealed a gentle smile: "Betty, don't worry, I'll be able to hold on for a few more days." "How many days?" Betty's expression was a little dazed.

Duke's expression became serious as well: "Betty, you go downstairs, I have some business to discuss uncle."

Betty was startled for a moment, nodded her head, then she turned and walked down the stairs. To Betty, the Old President had always been her father, she respected him, loved him, and cared about him. She felt that he was the support of the Wood Family.