Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Geoffrey smiled politely. "I have a simple request. I mainly want to meet President Harper. There's nothing beyond that. Don't think too badly of me. Not everyone has an ulterior motive."

"Threatening my daughter-in-law with your own son, and then telling me you have no ulterior motive? Chairman Carter, we're not children or idiots, so let's not lie with our eyes wide open," Sydney snapped. She was filled with rage. Every word she said was sharp, and she wasn't showing Geoffrey any courtesy.

Rosalie didn't expect Sydney to be so direct, either.

Sydney turned her head, and said, "Rose, go pick out some seafood. Choose the freshest ones."

"Okay." Rosalie stood up. "You two chat first."

It seemed they had things to discuss.

The waiter led Rosalie to the seafood section. "This way, please."

All the seafood here was live, and selected on the spot.

After Rosalie left, Geoffrey discarded his polite demeanor.

Sydney's expression grew colder. "Geoffrey, what are you playing at? Do you find this amusing?"

rested his elbow on the table. He leaned forward a little, and said slowly, "Yes, I find it very amusing. More importantly, I really want to see you angry, just like

single wrinkle, and it made her even more charming. This charm was

quite boring, Chairman Carter. How bored

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nudged Sydney's calf lightly with

move. Her expression was calm, though she really wanted to splash a glass of water on

You should be more dignified at your age, or you'll be

other emotion, Geoffrey narrowed his eyes. A

against the chair. "Let's talk

been reconciled for a long time. We're doing very

really? I suppose you're the type to reconcile with a scumbag husband. What's the term? A scumbag is usually with a cheap woman,

don't use terms you

understand to criticize others'