Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 33: The Messy Room

“Okay!” Jasper breathed a sigh of relief. President Smith finally woke up. When Emmett was wearing his shirt, he would glance at the rogue on the bed. This time, this little girl, must have been really frightened by him, right? She was still shrunk into a ball after so long, holding the quilt without opening her eyes. Sooner or later, you’ll see that.

Hence, when Emmett was buttoning his shirt, he was resentful as well. It was as if the shirt had offended him.

“Don’t wear too revealing clothes. If not, the hickeys will be revealed.” Emmett clarified before hurrying out.

Bang! The inner room door was closed, and Elaine jumped up like a carp and rolled out of bed. “Big lecher! Pervert! Bastard!” Only when Emmett had left then did she dared to scold him. Sighed, that was all she was capable of.

Elaine ran to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. Damn it, so many… This guy gnawed out so many marks!

“Damn it! Are you a dog, bite for what, don’t you think it’s dirty!” Elaine used a wet towel to wipe, and only then, she was sure that the red marks couldn’t be wiped off. She could only lift her clothes, buttoned all the way up as if she was spending winter.

“This can’t work, this assistant job cannot be done. It’s just one day, and I’ve been touched so many times.” Elaine looked at herself in the mirror, shook her head, and sigh. But… when she thing again… “Anyway, they had already had sex once, isn’t it? Being touched again doesn’t mean anything, right?”

Another voice then jumped out, “That won’t work! How can you be touched in vain? Right! He should minus off 20,000 dollars of my debt for his unwarranted behavior this time!”

20,000 dollars… Most probably that bad-bear Smith, the profiteer, wouldn’t agree. He was so stingy. They didn’t even make it to the end, he wouldn’t agree to 20,000 dollars, or else… change it to 2,000?

My gosh! When can she ever pay off the 10 million!!! Elaine thought of different things, and when she thought of her grief and indignation, she couldn’t help but bounced onto Emmett’s big bed, rolling around. By the time she left this place, Emmett’s room was messed up by her. In the bathroom, the comb, towels, and gels were all thrown everywhere. The bed was crumpled, and the pillows were dropped on the carpet. It was as if the room met a thief.

When Emmett went for the meeting, she, the temporary assistant, was idle like a mouse. At first, she was scolding bad-bear Smith while playing a game. Then when she was tired, she lay on the table and napped. Then when she felt that it was uncomfortable, she simply went into Emmett’s office and found a sofa to sleep.

A secretary who went into the office to get the documents realized that someone was sleeping like a pig. Lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly with her butt sticking out. The secretary grinned and told herself that she didn’t see a thing, and her shadow disappeared.

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