Wolf President Hooks Up
Chapter 567 Mistaken By Others

Kenneth was alarmed that the big boss's face got sulkier the more he spoke.

Kenneth swallowed nervously, "Well, go ahead you two. I've already eaten. I won't disturb you any further. Eh? Boss, you are eating papaya shark fin soup? Don't you hate this dish? Wow, you're eating this for the sake of this gal?" Smack! Timothy slammed his chopsticks onto the table and startled Kenneth. He shrugged and quickly ran out of the room. The entire episode did not last more than thirty seconds.

Rylee did not realize what was happening and just put a piece of papaya in her mouth. She asked Timothy, "Mr. Wheeler, you don't like papaya? Why did you order this dish if you don't like it? It's very expensive." Timothy replied, "It's for you. You should eat more."

Rylee frowned. Why does she need to eat more of this?

Papaya... hang on, papaya? Papaya's supposedly good for developing the breasts!

What? Was Mr. Wheeler hinting that her breasts were underdeveloped?

What a scoundrel! Rylee's face blushed red as a beetroot.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt insulted and pointed to the dish with her chopsticks, "I won't eat that anymore!"

Timothy looked at the dish and asked, "Why not? Doesn't it taste good?"

"Hmph, I don't need it." Rylee bit her lips, looked at Timothy, and snapped, "I don't need it!"

It took Timothy a few seconds to figure out what she meant. He suddenly snickered, and placed a big piece of papaya on Rylee's plate. "It's nutritious."

Rylee was so embarrassed.

Kenneth stumbled out looking for Armand. He grabbed his collar and yelled, "Damn you Armand! Why didn't you tell me that Boss is here with that chit? Do you know that I barged in stupidly and was almost killed by Boss? You must be happy that I died, right?" Armand pushed Kenneth away and said, "I would be killed by Boss if he found out that I told you about it."

Kenneth replied angrily, "Don't you know that Boss loves to bear a grudge. Now that I had offended him, who knew what kind of punishment will he unleash on me!"

"Even you are scared, not to mention me. Who asked you to barge in so recklessly?"

Kenneth ruffled his hair and cried, "I'm done for. That Joel was to blame. He told me that Boss's niece was here. Armand, don't you think it is strange? What good is that chit? She's just an ignorant kid. Why is the boss so mesmerized by her? He didn't even bother about such a big project. Is he possessed?"

Armand murmured, "If you want more after one time, then it's love."

"What? What did you say?"

Armand shook his head and denied, "What? I didn't say anything. Mr. Keith, you really need a medical checkup."

Kenneth fumed.

Rylee had her fill. She started to hiccup along her way home.

"Oh, it's so uncomfortable. Will someone die from hiccups?" Rylee held onto her chest and looked coyly at Timothy.

Timothy could not bear her pitiful look and reached over to massage her hand.

"What are you doing, Mr. Wheeler? Oh, I understand, you're giving me a massage?"

Rylee realized that Timothy's fingers were slender, fair, and gentle. He did not look like a martial arts expert.

"Hmm? Where's your wedding ring?" Rylee asked curiously.

Timothy massaged her hand and asked in a dull voice, "Why should I have a wedding ring?"

Rylee blurted out, "Haven't you married at your age?"

Armand almost banged his head onto the windscreen when he heard what she said.

Timothy gritted his teeth and replied, "Am I old at twenty-six?"

"Oh, oh, no, no, not old at all." Rylee pouted.

She did not expect Mr. Wheeler to be so bothered about being considered old. Would a gang leader lack women? Did it matter whether he married at a young or old age? Timothy was still fuming.

How could this girl regard him as old when he was only twenty six! Did he look that old?

Timothy used his internal energy when giving Rylee a back massage. Rylee closed her eyes and started to moan in pleasure, "Oh... oh..."

Timothy's face turned red and started to breathe heavily.

Damn it, why did this girl moan like she was climaxing? It was so erotic.

Timothy suddenly realized that the driver and Armand were present. He quickly pressed his face against Rylee and whispered, "Don't make a sound... Others will misunderstand."

His breath was warm and fragrant. Rylee opened her eyes and was in a daze for a moment before she understood what Timothy said.

Damn it! Mr. Wheeler was really a scoundrel!

Rylee struggled not to moan. Timothy looked at her cute pink cheeks and said, "You can moan all you want when there isn't anyone else." Rylee frowned and glared at Timothy. She then noticed Timothy grinning at her wickedly.

Rylee jumped off the luxurious car outside the University and waved, "Thanks for sending me back, bye-bye."

"Hang on! Girl!" Timothy got out of the car and handed a box to her. "Here is the dessert that you like. Eat them when you want to."

"Oh, thanks." Rylee took it and when she was about to leave, Timothy smacked her buttocks which gave her a huge shock.

He he he actually touched her backside!

Timothy grinned and winked at her, "Girl, don't forget to go to work on Saturday."

So he smacked her bottom to remind her of the work.

Rylee turned and kicked Timothy in his butt and then laughed, "Okay, see you on Saturday, boss!"

She made sure that an eye is indeed for an eye.

Rylee waltzed merrily towards the University.

Armand was stunned as he looked at Rylee and then back at his boss. This girl dare to kick his boss!

But then... based on his boss's abilities, surely he could dodge her kick! He could fight off dozens of attackers. The only explanation was that his boss willingly allowed this girl to kick him! Damn, the boss had fallen for her!

A faint smile lingered on Timothy's lips as he entered the car. He then returned to his normal expression, closed his eyes to have a rest

He suddenly spoke, "Armand."

"Yes, boss?" Armand replied, looking back at the handsome man.

"From today onwards make sure my weekends are free. I want to rest on the weekends."

"Huh?" Armand was surprised. His boss had never regarded weekends as rest days and now he wanted to rest?

"Oh, okay. Understood." Armand noted.

Joseph saw Rylee walking in with a food container. Rylee was thinking to herself, "Wow, three thousand dollars a month and that's only thirty-six thousand a year. I'll need ten years to clear my debt to him! I actually need to be his maid for ten years! Goodness me!" Rylee grabbed her hair and lamented.

Joseph's three friends standing next to him were puzzled, "Joseph, that crazy girl is your campus belle?"

She was wearing not a pretty dress, but just a most ordinary t-shirt and jeans. What she wore was not important but the way she walked was unlike a lady. How could the campus belle conduct herself like that? The students from the other universities were unconvinced, while Joseph was speechless as well.

'Damn it, girl! You have to embarrass me every time? Why did you wear your jeans again?' He gritted his teeth.

"Rylee! Rylee Carroll!" Joseph yelled.

Rylee stopped and looked in the direction of the yell, "What?" She looked confused.

Suddenly the three seniors beside Joseph were stunned to see such a beautiful girl!

That silly but cute expression. Those big, sparkling, innocent eyes. The button nose. The tiny sexy lips!

All of them were electrified by her spellbinding appearance. The black t-shirt brings out her milky white skin and the tight jeans showed her tight bottom.

The three seniors were mesmerized and kept looking at every part of her.

One of them started to have a nose bleed.

Heh heh... they started to laugh sheepishly at Rylee.

Joseph was still fuming but in that short matter of seconds, the three seniors changed their attitude. Joseph chided, "Rylee, what happened to all your dresses? Why are you wearing jeans again? Are you a cowboy? Do you know that I wanted to shove you away when I saw you walking over?" Rylee was puzzled and retorted, "Dude! Didn't you saw me dress up like this in the morning? What are you yelling at me for? You want me to give you a good beating?"