President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Hearing this, Nick turned his head, too, and glanced out the window.

He frowned, did women like this?

Aidan patted Ethan’s shoulder, “You weren’t at the casino that day. Poppy gave me back my billion straight away, just to make a good impression in front of Nick’s face. Tut-tut. A billion… without batting an eye.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Nick frowned, stopping his babbling, “Eat, okay?”

Aidan didn’t care that he continued to flirt.

“Well? A woman who likes you is now being courted by someone else, doesn’t make you feel good, right?”

After that night, Aidan was quite pleased with Victoria, that face and body were tops in all of Veridian City.

The main thing was to have a personality and a good IQ, not many times better than that Claire.

“Nick, since you don’t like your wife, why don’t you try it with Poppy? Do you really want to wait for Claire to come back? She left you in the first place to pursue some damn dream, you two don’t fit.”

Ethan coughed, signaling Aidan not to talk about it.

Aidan also realized that he had been a bit talkative, and hurriedly reached for his glass, taking a sip of his drink.

Just as Nick’s cell phone rang, so did Victoria’s next door.

She glanced at the blinking name and said to Lucas, “I’m sorry I may need to go first, I hope Mr. Steele keeps my relationship with Nick a secret. After all, we’re getting divorced soon and he doesn’t want anyone to know about it.”

Lucas wasn’t the gossipy type, but there was some confusion when he heard that she didn’t seem to have an ounce of attachment to Nick either.

It was just as well that Nick didn’t like such a capable beauty, how come Victoria seemed to care nothing for Nick either?

As much as he didn’t want to admit it, Nick was one of a kind in Veridian City, both in terms of family and looks.

And Victoria couldn’t inspire Victoria to look upon? These two were so confusing.

Victoria was already out of the box with her cell phone, and the door to the next box happened to be opened as well, by Nick.

The two of them looked at each other and each pressed the answer button.

On Victoria’s side it was Linda calling, “Tori, Dad’s back in the resuscitation room now, I just saw Nick’s assistant come by, but I don’t know what was said.”

Victoria looked at Nick and pressed the elevator button.

Nick followed suit and entered the elevator, an emergency meeting had suddenly come in from abroad and he now had to get back to Andrews Enterprise.

Nick could smell the faint scent of alcohol on Victoria, and presumably it was coming on now, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Victoria craned her head to look at him and inquired, “Mr. Andrews, first floor?”

Nick nodded his head and stood straight, his handsome face devoid of warmth, his back erect and cold.

Victoria actually wanted to ask him if it was true that her father was like this because his assistant had said something outrageous.

But on second thought, she hadn’t done anything to upset him lately, and Nick wasn’t like Elizabeth, who liked to put people down at every turn.

Her brow was furrowed, and she was already feeling psychologically tired of the marital relationship.

The phone rang again, still from Linda.

Victoria was just about to answer when she felt the elevator shake abnormally a few times, and suddenly, it was plunged into darkness.

The phone slipped and it fell to the floor, and Victoria bent over in a hurry to try to pick it up.

“Don’t move.”

Nick’s voice was not so cold anymore, pulling her over as he held onto the handrail inside the elevator and pressed all the buttons underneath the elevator as quickly as he could.

This was the best thing to do in case of an elevator distress; after all, they were on a high floor and could die if they fell to the bottom.

Victoria stopped moving, her muscles tense and obviously a little scared as well.

Nick had only acted on reflex, and it was only in reaction to this moment that he felt the extreme proximity between the two of them.

The cold fragrance of her body drilled into his nose one after another, and coupled with the uncontrolled tension of her breathing in the dark environment, it also created an inexplicably ambiguous atmosphere.

Dangerous, yet full of compulsion.