Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 613

“Since you are begging me, you should behave in a proper way. I am in a meeting now, so if you want to talk to me, come to my office later,” he said.

After that, he hung up the phone with a wicked smile.

The meeting was still going on, but he looked down and fiddled with his phone, suddenly smiling to himself.

All the attendees were amazed by his smile!

Rylee clutched her phone and froze.

Begging him? To go to his office to beg him in person?

She was simply going crazy!

…

In the far distance, she could still see Joseph talking and laughing with two girls.

Damn Joseph! How could he always be useless at such a critical moment?

She expected him to give a good idea, but he allowed himself to be distracted by beautiful girls!

She clenched her small fist. “Humph! I will just go to his office! Anyway, Mr. Frank has already said that he won’t deduct my credits! I will not be frightened!”

She rode her mountain bike towards the Royal Group.

When she arrived at the group building, she looked upwards.

“Oh my! It’s so high, huh? How many floors are there? As a boss who extorts people’s money, he's really rich. Look at the sky-high building!”

When she parked her bike in front of the building, a security guard ran over and yelled at her aggressively, “Hey, hey, little girl! This is not a place for you to park your bike! Just leave quickly! Do you know what this place is?”

“I am going upstairs to see someone and talk business with him,” she explained in defense with a pouted face.

“That won’t do either! Park somewhere else! Do you think anyone can park here? How dare you park your shabby bike here?” he said.

“Hey! A bike is a bike. Why do you have to call it a shabby bike? How can you call it a shabby one? Even if it is shabby, it is my bike and you can’t talk to people like that!” she said to him with her chin up.

He got furious and reached for his electric baton. “Yoo-hoo! You dare talk back, little girl! Do you want to be beaten up or what?”

A few female employees in suits passed by, covering their mouths and laughing at her, “A little girl from the countryside wants to go into our building.”

“Oops, is she a relative of a certain cleaner?” one woman said.

“Who knows? She looked just like a country bumpkin!” another woman said.

Rylee got furious, looked at them and shouted, “I am here to see Mr. Wheeler!”

They got stunned and then burst into laughter after two seconds.

Was she delusional?

Mr. Wheeler?

Was Mr. Wheeler someone she would be able to see?!

Even the deputy mayor had to wait if he wanted to see Mr. Wheeler.

Rylee’s face turned crimson with anger.

Three men ran down from above with hurried steps.

The security guards and the female staff all shut up in fear at the sight of them.

One of the men was the chief bodyguard of Mr. Wheeler!

He was said to be the leader of EP Noir Society, which was affiliated to the Royal Group!

"Armand..." The security guard hurriedly bowed his head to Armand and saluted.

Armand ran over with two men and didn't even look at the men. He ran straight towards Rylee, then bowed respectfully towards Rylee, "Ms. Carrrol, you're here!"

The two men behind Armand bowed together.

The three men bowed in unison, which directly frightened the surrounding staff and security guards.

Who the hell was this unassuming little girl?

Even Armand was so respectful to her!

"Armand, you've come just in time. These security guards won't let me in and won't let me park my bike here."

Armand gave the security guard a stern look but said to Rylee with a warm smile, "They are all ignorant. Just ignore them. Of course, you can't leave your bike here. It is to be taken in the lift to Mr. Wheeler's door."

The crowd gaped in disbelief.

How could a bicycle be allowed to enter the Royal Group and be taken in a lift directly to Mr. Wheeler's door?

What the hell!

"Is this whole building owned by the Royal Group?"

"Yes, the whole building," Armand explained kindly.

The two men were already pushing Rylee's bike and heading upstairs.

Rylee looked at the floor, "Is this building rented?"

Armand laughed, "How can it be rented? We bought the land and built it all ourselves."

Rylee curled her lips.

Oh my God! How rich Mr. Wheeler was!

This land would cost a fortune! And it would cost even more to build this building!

Mr. Wheeler did have money!

Armand escorted Rylee into the lobby.

The security guards and the female staff were still in a daze.

They rode Timothy's special lift straight up to the twenty-ninth floor.

"Ms. Carrrol, this is Mr. Wheeler's room. You may enter."

Armand bowed and backed away.

Rylee looked around and found it relatively quiet. Timothy really knew how to enjoy himself. His office was so winding and circuitous, with all those complicated secretarial offices outside.

She knocked on the door.

"Mr. Wheeler! May I come in? It's Rylee!"

Rylee finished and leaned over the door to listen, but the quality of the door was apparently so good that she couldn't hear any movement.

Rylee hesitated and twisted the door handle. The door was unlocked and Rylee pushed it in.