President's Contract Wife

The C city looks particularly beautiful on summer nights. Row by row of tall buildings, busy streets and lanes, lights red wine green, everything seems quiet and comfortable.

The warm, moist evening breeze, with a hint of gardenia aroma, blows in the car window from outside. The Lamborghini is headed to the shantytown where Nina Morrison lives.

“Nina Morrison, I will give you ten minutes to say goodbye to your stepmother and your sister, and then get out right away!” Lucien Gray's tone is too harsh to refuse.

“Ten minutes? I have to pack my things.” Nina looks at Lucien Gray unhappily. Her eyes were blue and purple and she looked miserable.

Lucien Gray is soft. His voice is still cold as ice, “Fifteen minutes. If it is longer than that, I can’t sure what will happen.”

You tyrant, devil, psycho, megalomaniac! Nina Morrison secretly curses, rolling her eyes at Lucien Gray.

“Nina Morrison, do not forget who you are!” Lucien Gray, noticing Nina's movements in the rear-view mirror, cautions coldly.

it is better

a satisfying smile from the corner of his mouth when she sees Nina Morrison not talking and says, “Women,

the door of Nina’s house, Lucien Gray frowns,

had reported to him that the Morrison family lived in low squatter settlements, Lucien Gray had no idea that the environment of the squatter settlements would be so bad. The sewage is everywhere, the garbage is piled up and flies are buzzing around. This can’t be

at the squalid, low shantytown, shrugs and smiles, “Where does President Gray think I should live? In a five-star hotel?

body stands out in the slums and his Lamborghini catches the

man back!” Outside the

dump passes and he

say goodbye.

finished and Doris Lauren and Grace have come out. Grace seldom comes back and just gets home today. Hearing Nina brought a rich man back, she hurries out to look

Next to Lamborghini stands a tall, proud man with a handsome face. The air of a king is around

crazy in her heart.