President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 420 Showing Affection Late at Night

Sure enough, soon Max replied with a long string of blood-spitting emojis.

Max said, "You guys ... you've gone too far!"

Natalia was also speechless. But she was quite happy to see Max getting pissed off like that.

Archie also smiled at the way she was giggling and replied, "Show you how much we love each other!

Go to bed."

Max was speechless.

How cruel he was!

Archie put her phone aside and then hugged and kissed her, "Okay, let's go to sleep!"

A good night's sleep.

The next day, Natalia and Archie set out to find out about Violet Group.

Archie knew Pierre, but what they were looking for was not in the interest of the Lafayette family, so

naturally, they did not go to him beforehand.

Luckily, with the help of the Stevenson family and Archie's own contacts, it wasn't difficult to find out,

but it did take some time.

And Archie had some friends in Othua. If he wanted to check out the Lafayette family, it would have

been easier to ask them for help.

With this in mind, Natalia made a rare phone call to a close friend from the past.

Her best friend was Summer, whom she trusted the most when she was in Dragon Club.

With all the changes within the Dragon Club, she was no longer familiar with it, and after Mr. K's death,

the only person she could call was Summer.

The call was answered quickly.

A clear, female voice came from the other end of the line, "Who is it?"

"Summer, it's me."

The person on the other end of the phone stalled for a moment.

After a long moment, she asked, seemingly in disbelief, "Seven?"

"Yeah." Natalia curled her lips into a smile, "Long time no see. How are you?"

Summer seemed to calm down, "I'm fine. You've been gone for years. Why did you suddenly call me?

Where are you now?"

Natalia said softly, "I'm fine. I've recently come back to Othua. I am contacting you because there is

something I would like to ask you for help with. Is it convenient for you to come out and meet me now?"

Summer was quiet for a few seconds.

"Right now I'm out on an errand. It's okay, just say it first. I'll meet you when I'm back from my errand."

Natalia thought about it and decided that would be fine.

So she told her the reason for her visit.

Summer seemed a little surprised after hearing her reason for coming.

"You want to investigate Violet Group?"

"Well, I also need to trouble you to help me keep this matter a secret and not tell anyone."

Summer remained quiet.

"Okay, I know. Just wait for my news."

Natalia responded. The two of them spoke a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Natalia was relieved to have this entrusted to her. As she could only wait for news now, she asked

Archie to hang out again in the evening.

And at that moment, in the open-air garden on the forty-eighth floor of Othua's most luxurious hotel.

The garden was lit up and countless young men and women were walking through it. The multicolored

lights flickered gently in the night and spread like tentacle claws into the endless depths of darkness.

A young woman sat on the sofa with a glass of wine and looked at the blacked-out screen of her mobile

phone as her eyes gradually deepened.

But this was clearly not the time for her to think much about it. She quickly put the phone away and

raised her head to look around.

She was wearing a tight black dress with a white fox fur shawl draped over her shoulders. Her make-up

was exquisite and she looked very languid, while she was sitting there alone like a natural landscape,

which was so beautiful that one wanted to capture it.

A few men were muttering not far away and wanting to strike up a conversation, but they were

intimidated by her aloofness and did not dare to approach her easily.

Several people pushed and shoved each other and it took a long time before a young man was pushed

out.

He walked up with a smile and asked, "Miss, are you alone?"

The woman raised her eyes, looking exceedingly fascinating and charming. She was like the best

poison in the world that could make a person completely addicted with just one look.

The young man almost couldn’t catch her breath. He had had many girlfriends, but at this moment, he

couldn't help but blush, feeling as if he was being seen through her gaze.

Before he could react, the woman had smiled softly at him and whispered, "What? Do you want to

court me?

The young man shuddered, then came back to his senses and laughed awkwardly, "Miss, how could

you say that? I just saw that you were alone here and quite bored, so I came over to ask." NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

With that, he pointed to a couple of his friends not far away, "My friends are over there. If you don't

mind, you can go over and play with them."

The woman sat on the sofa, twisted and changed her position, and looked to his group of friends not far

away, as if considering.

The man hastened to reassure her again, "Don't worry. None of us are bad people. Since we all met

here by chance, we can make friends."

The woman looked like she was a little tempted by what he said, considered it for a moment, and

nodded, "Okay."

Her reply delighted the man. He hurriedly reached out to help her up from the sofa and diligently helped

her forward.

Everyone could not help but smile ambiguously when they saw that the young man had invited the

woman over.

The woman went to the table and took a seat on the sofa, and immediately someone poured the wine

and handed it up. She didn't refuse and drank it in one gulp.

When those few people saw her drinking so readily, the smile on their faces deepened and they said

happily, "Miss, I don't know how to address you?"

The woman glared at him and said discontentedly, "Stop calling me Miss!"

The man was stunned, but instead of being angry, he felt that her glare was so charming that it made

his bones crisp.

He hurriedly nodded and smiled, "Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault. Well, you have to introduce yourself to us.

Otherwise, we don't even know what to call you!"

The woman pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, and said, "My surname is Good."

" Good?"

The woman nodded, " Harry Good. You can just call me Harry."

The man laughed, "Your name is so special and catchy. Come, Harry, let me propose a toast to you."

The smile in the woman's eyes deepened as she raised her glass and clinked it with him.

Another person said, "It is fate that we are all together today. Let's have a drink too."

The woman nodded, clinked her glass with them all, and drank the wine in her glass.

Seeing that she drank readily, they then poured her glass after glass of wine.

The woman did not seem to notice their intentions, and it was not long before she had drunk a dozen

glasses in a row.

They had bad intentions, so the wine they poured for her was high brandy. After a dozen glasses, even

a very good drinker would have been slightly drunk.

At the moment, the woman was clearly drunk. Her eyes were misty, as if they were covered with a layer

of water, and her cherry-red lips were slightly open, which made the men's hearts flutter.

One of the men gulped, feeling his throat tighten, and gave a wink to the men.