Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 584

Timothy hadn’t figured out a reason to convince Rylee, but the latter started convincing him. “Look, Mr. Wheeler. I should address you respectfully. You are a good friend of Manfred, aren’t you? You should be in the same generation. Manfred is my elder. Technically, he's my uncle. Shouldn’t I address my uncle’s friend with the same respect?”

Now this girl had gotten back her keen mind.

He frowned. “Do you mean Manfred is also your elder?”

Rylee nodded hard. “Of course. He’s the younger brother of my new stepmother. Hence, I should call him Uncle Manfred.”

Timothy suddenly grinned. “Good! Wonderful!”

Rylee frowned, wondering what he meant.

Mr. Wheeler was way too weird.

He praised her just because she called Manfred "uncle".

Sure enough, he was eight years older. There was a generation gap between them.

Rylee believed that the gap was quite profound.

After laughing for a while, Timothy raised his brows and stared at Rylee. “Well, since Manfred is your uncle, you can’t like him.”

Rylee hesitated.

She frowned.

She had never thought about this matter before.

“Mr. Wheeler, what do you mean by like him?”

“I mean, you can’t fall in love with him.”

“Why not?”

“Manfred is your elder. How can you date him?”

Rylee scratched her head and muttered subconsciously, “He’s not my biological uncle. We’re not blood-related. It should be fine.”

Timothy’s face darkened immediately.

Rylee didn’t mind dating Manfred, although he was her uncle.

However, Timothy wasn’t blood-related to her at all but was only eight years older. He wondered why Rylee insisted on taking him as her elder.

Timothy twitched his lips unhappily. “Didn’t I tell you not to call me Mr. Wheeler any longer? Call me...”

“Timothy! Timothy! I remembered it. Don’t be mad.”

Rylee squinted with a flattering smile. Her cunning look aroused Timothy.

She honestly amused him. He truly wanted to bully her like an animal.

“I’m not mad.”

Timothy picked up his glass and wanted to take a sip to hide his expression.

Much to his surprise, Rylee blurted out, “Of course you are mad. Whenever you are angry, you’ll have a crease between your brows. I noticed this detail quite a long time ago. Mr. Wheeler, you can’t always be angry. Or, you’ll get old soon. Especially the crease between your eyebrows. If it became a winkle, it would be hard to make it go away. I know you don’t want me to think you are too old now, but if you kept frowning, I might need to call you grandpa. Remember. Don’t frown anymore.”

Her false reasoning stunned Timothy.

He held the glass in a daze and didn’t take a sip at all.

He wondered if her words were valid.

Did he indeed have a wrinkle between his eyebrows?

Timothy never noticed it himself.

He imagined while listening to Rylee’s words, shivering all over. He was aged, but this girl was still as lively as a kindergarten child.

If that were true, it would be way too frightening.

Hence, Timothy decided to let Armand find him an excellent beauty salon for men to smoothen any wrinkles.

He already felt stressed for being eight years older than Rylee. She was only willing to call him Mr. Wheeler and took him as her elder. Timothy was so annoyed. If he had wrinkles, he believed he would go nuts.

He put down the wine glass and slightly rubbed between his eyebrows subconsciously.

Rylee took a secret glance at Timothy, snickering.

She had never thought that her lies could deceive a gangster leader. She indeed had a way with it.

Rylee went back to the subject earlier. “Where is that wicked woman?”

The woman had the guts to take advantage of Mr. Wheeler when he was drunk. Rylee planned to teach her a lesson.

Although she couldn’t win against a martial artist like Timothy, Rylee believed she could trounce an ordinary woman. She sneered.

Timothy cast a glance at Rylee’s bosom, though. She looked pretty young, but her bosom was quite curved. “You are my maid, not my wife. It’s none of your business if there’s any wicked or good woman with me.”

“No way!” Rylee was quite solemn. Widening her eyes, she said, “I can’t let my boss suffer a loss!”

Timothy couldn’t help but tease her. With a faint smile, he said, “Why don’t you do something to Kenneth first? He has made my villa so messy. You’d better do something.”

Rylee rolled her adorable eyes at him. “Why should I? I can’t do anything on him anyway. Who does he think himself is?”

Her words delighted Timothy.

He believed that he was closer to Rylee in her heart.

He felt satisfied.