Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 12

"Elena! Don’t get too complacent!" Emma slammed the table, trembling with anger. Elena was such a bitch. How could she talk to her like that!

The angrier she got, the calmer Elena became, "If this is your attitude of asking for forgiveness, then forget it."

Emma opened her mouth and before she could speak, the phone was already hung up by Elena. She got furious and recalled, "Elena, how about making a deal!"

Elena’s expression didn’t change at all, "What kind of deal?"

"Don’t you want to divorce Logan? I can help you!" Emma thought she knew Elena well.

"Why do you think I want divorce?" Elena asked with an irony smile.

"Why not! Do you really want to be with that cripple...Logan for the rest of your life!? Do you really want that?"

"Why shouldn’t I?" Elena looked down at the ring on her finger, "Even if I don’t love him and he can’t walk, at least he has something you’ll never get in your lifetime!"

Power, money! Each could trample their dignity underfoot as it was now. That was why Emma called to apologize in the first place, right?

Emma’s eyes widened in shock. She never expected to hear these words from Elena. She sensed Elena’s changes now. "Elena, you really make me sick!"

"You are the one to blame, Emma. Don’t forget I change because of you!

"I just let you show your real self!" Emma felt so angry that she subconsciously squeezed Olivia’s hand and let out a painful cry, "I said I can help you, as long as you promise to ask Logan to let Olivia go."

"What else?" Elena said indifferently. Feeling Emma’s anger and astonishment, she smiled again, "If you have nothing to say, then goodbye!"

"You...Hello!?" Emma didn’t expect that and yelled angrily at the phone a few times but it wouldn’t help. Olivia felt cold as if she was splashed with cold water from her head to toe...

After hanging up, Elena looked at the phone in a daze. How did Emma think she could solve the problem? She was indeed married to Logan, but their marriage wasn’t about love from the beginning. It was ridiculous!

There was a slight noise behind her. She suddenly turned around and saw Logan sitting in the doorway. His eyes were gloomy, staring straight at her. She didn’t know how long he had been there.

There was a flutter in Elena’s heart. Her first thought was whether he had heard the conversation.

And how much he had heard!

"When did you get in?" She bit her lips, suppressing the flash of panic that had just arisen.

"Just came."

"Then..." she looked at him gingerly.

Logan said calmly, "Mia said she made the dessert and asked me to call you."

Aha! That’s it! Elena exhaled a huge sigh of relief in her heart and immediately held his wheelchair, "Then let’s hurry. I’m sure it must be tasty."

The words were true. So they looked at each other and wanted to finish it quickly.

They had an appointment with Shirley at 2:00 p.m. and arrived half an hour early because they were afraid to leave a bad impression on her. But to their surprise, they waited for over an hour and still didn’t see her.

Sophia hit the table in anger, "She is so arrogant. How could she keep us waiting for so long!"

"Maybe the traffic is bad. Calm down." Elena comforted her. Sophia curled her lips and took out her phone, "I’ll contact her agent."

At the moment, the door was opened, and a tall figure walked in, with a pair of pink high heels on her feet, looking lovely in a small white dress.

Shirley sat opposite to them and checked her watch, "Well, I only have fifteen minutes left, so go right ahead if you guys have anything to ask."

"Fifteen minutes!?" Sophia exclaimed, "How is it enough?"

Shirley squinted at her and said contemptuously, "My time is precious. You can’t afford to delay any minute!"

Elena was speechless for a moment. It was as difficult as the rumor said. Elena showed a professional smile, "Let’s get started then."

"You went so popular after you just debuted this year. And you have already released two albums. What’s your plan in the future?"

Shirley raised her eyebrows lightly and snorted coldly. She said with a sullen face, "I haven’t had a sip of water since I came in, and you keep asking questions. Are you trying to kill me with thirst!"