The president's seventh bride

Alicia let out a long sigh of relief as she heard the footsteps going away, stretched herself, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Carlos' passport on the bedside table. She hurriedly took it in her hand and chased him.

She finally would have some quiet days. She hoped that the trip won't be canceled because he forgot to bring his passport.

Because it was too early, there were only three or two servants downstairs cleaning up. Seeing her coming downstairs, they respectfully nodded, "Good morning, Mrs. Alicia."

She hurriedly greeted and rushed out of the living room, but unfortunately, the car had already driven away.

She ran to catch up, waving the passport and shouting, "Wait..."

Carlos closed his eyes and catnapped. He vaguely heard Alicia's voice, so he glanced through the rearview mirror at random. It was really Alicia who chased behind. He immediately said, "Stop."

The car stopped. He pushed open the door and got out of the car. He leaned against the car with his arms around his chest, looking at the panting woman in front of him, and jokingly said, "Don't want me to go?"

and stuffed his passport into his arms, "I'm afraid you won't be able to

the words stopped, a man appeared who was well-featured, gentle and respectful, and asked with a smile, "Is this the new

nodded suspiciously, "Who are

is Alex Henderson, and I'm Carlos' secretary and lover.

"Lover?"

spot. She stared at Carlos, thinking that he would deny it, but she didn't expect him to sit back in the car instead of denying

stretched my hand for a

embarrassment, then Alicia shook hands with him

go to the

"Wait."

a deep