The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 880

The president, the vice president, and the managers of all departments all showed up. Ten minutes later, two black cars stopped at the gate one after another.

First came the slightly portly mayor, whom Sherman had met once before. Coming out of the car behind was Kingsley, wearing a black suit and casually draped over a coffee color coat, looking elegant and composed.

Sherman and Kingsley had not been apart long. When Sherman looked at this familiar figure, there was a special feeling in her heart.

Kingsley nodded slightly. Although he was shaking hands with the president and vice president, his eyes were always on Sherman, which was very gentle.

Sherman perceived that, so she returned with a faint and sweet smile.

The manager observed them closely. As that group of people was getting into the elevator, the manager suddenly said, "Sherman, you go to help the president sort out data."

Sherman was speechless.

The president's assistant and secretary were there. How could the president need her?

She stood still, the manager urged and gave her a gentle push. That group of people got into the elevator, and all their eyes were on her.

In that terrible predicament, she was embarrassed to stand there. She could only go in reluctantly. But as soon as she stepped into it, the sound of excess weight started to ring, and it was jarring.

Although she was smiling, she was embarrassed inside. 'God! How embarrassed I was! I just came in, and the elevator was overweight!'

When she was about to go out, Kingsley's voice boomed out, "Lee, you go out and take the next elevator."

Lee nodded and went out, and the space inside was more spacious. The mayor and the big shots of the company were there, so Sherman didn't dare to move o r look back at Kingsley, who was right behind her.

Suddenly, she felt her wrist was grabbed by a warm hand. Then she instinctively stepped back and looked down to find Kingsley's big hand holding her wrist.

Sherman was stunned and raised her head immediately.

Kingsley’s handsome features looked steady and sedate, but his warm hand moved restlessly down to grasp hers.

His movement was slow, and his knuckles rubbed her palm.

Sherman felt her hand itchy, and it was like an electric current flowing through her body. She flushed, and her heart beat faster.

Kingsley was too bold and not his usual steady self...