The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 170

Charlie wailed as he placed his hands upon his chest i n an exaggerated fashion. "Am I an embarrassment to you now? I can give all the fun that women can provide you with. Do you want to try, Mark?"

Mark looked in disgust at Charlie, who winked at him flirtatiously, his eyebrows twitching. "You are disgusting."

"I am disgusting? How am I disgusting to you? I might not have what women have, but I have everything that women do not. Don't you want to try?"

What were those embarrassed and disgusted looks on his face about?

Charlie did that deliberately. The more Mark found him disgusting, the more excited he would be and tried to push his luck. He lay on the conference table with his legs crossed in a charming and sultry posture. "Look at my body and face. Aren't they great? Don’t you want me?"

"I think you may find yourself a second job as a hustler. By the way, are you sure you don't need me to call Grace to come over?"

Charlie gave a nervous cough upon hearing that, and then fished out a key from his suit pocket and threw it

to Mark.

Mark raised an eyebrow and looked at him in puzzlement.

"Here is your birthday present: a newly built villa in Pine Hills, Santabaca; surrounded by mountains and rivers with fresh air. I think it is perfect for you and your wife to do whatever you two want there."

While speaking, he got down from the conference table, brushed down his suit, and left the conference room.

"Where are you going now?” Mark looked at him from behind.

"I have decided to listen to your advice: tame her vicious claws with my tenderness."

Mark glanced at the scratches on Charlie’s neck and smirked. 'Her claws are vicious indeed,' he thought to himself.

The Paragon Hotel

Whenever she called him, he either did not answer, or i t was his secretary who answered the phone. It was hard to call and talk to him even once.

Jazz frowned upon hearing that. "Mom, it is Mark's birthday today. Can you please not say anything unpleasant like a grumbling woman?"

There was a slight change in Raine's expression, but it was not obvious.

"Jazz, why do you keep antagonizing me these few days?" Yvette started to feel like a bear with a sore head.

Jazz said nothing further. He started to feel that his

mom had approached her phase of menopause seemed to have endless things to complain about constantly found fault with others.

She and