Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Sydney turned her head. "Is there something else?"

"Leave me a phone number."

Sydney was momentarily taken aback.

"You're the bank president. We'll have opportunities to be in touch. Just leave me your number," Christopher said.

His tone wasn't exactly negotiable, but it didn't carry any hint of coercion just an authoritative presence that was hard to refuse.

Sydney, accustomed to dealing with various executives-some sleazy, some superficial, and others who abused their power-found Christopher's dignified and courteous demeanor refreshing and rare.

What struck her even more was how Christopher, despite his status, was waiting for a parking spot like an ordinary person. Most people in his position would have simply called ahead to secure one, but he was waiting in line like anyone else.

She fished out her business card from her bag, and handed it to him respectfully.

Christopher accepted it, saying, "I'll be in touch."

Sydney offered a polite smile before exiting the vehicle.

As soon as she stepped out, her phone rang. Checking the caller ID, Sydney saw it was Geoffrey calling.

Her brow furrowed, and instinctively, she felt a surge of irritation.

She quickly hung up.

abruptness with which she ended

had just closed the door when

"You're so annoying! You should count yourself lucky

child. It would only invite more trouble if the Spencers came looking for Geoffrey,

you planning to report?" came a calm, authoritative voice from the

she immediately rolled down her car window and glanced

to open slowly, and Christopher waved gently

She quickly said, "Sorry, I thought

saw what happened," Christopher

you, Mr. Jackson. I'll make sure to save

I'll

"Goodbye."

Sydney ended the call

then slowly took her former parking

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Rosalie's hospital room door, Christopher found Sebastian on the

stop threatening me, or

do you

video? I told you that video

it's real or not, it's fake to me. I'm not

someone watching