Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 561: Claiming the Cost of Car Repairs

There was a knock on the door.

“Who’s it?”

Rylee looked at her watch. It was nine o’clock.

“Are you asleep?”

A nice soft voice came from outside.

Hmm? Rylee frowned, ‘How come it sounded like Manfred’s voice?’

Thinking that Manfred was Deborah’s brother, Rylee didn’t want to bother with him anymore.

“I’ve already gone to bed. If there’s anything, let’s talk tomorrow.”

Just as Rylee finished speaking, the door of the room was opened by Manfred. Rylee was sitting on the floor in her pyjamas, with a book in her hand. Apparently, she had a hasty face for lying.

Manfred smiled as he walked in, “Oh, so you’re ready to sleep on the floor like a dog, huh?”

Rylee pouted, “I’m going to sleep soon.”

“Have a glass of milk before you sleep. It strengthens your bones and promotes growth.” Manfred handed over a glass of milk.

Rylee frowned, “I don’t even drink milk these days.”

Ever since the first day she came to the Carrolls’ Manor and was poisoned by the three Carroll sisters, she had stopped drinking milk.

Manfred thought for a moment as if he knew what Rylee was thinking. He tasted the milk that he brought over first, saying, “This milk is very fresh. It’s not the kind sold in the market. It’s fresh milk that was milked directly from the cow, and there’s nothing added to it. Have a try. It’s very good.”

Manfred was as passionate as a milk seller.

Rylee couldn’t resist Manfred’s gentle gaze. Her heart softened, and she took it over, taking a small sip. It was indeed tasty. It had been a long time since she had drunk milk. Rylee found it flavourful and gulped down all the milk.

She burped after drinking it.

Manfred chuckled and naturally pulled over tissue to wipe the corner of Rylee’s mouth.

Rylee was stunned by Manfred’s action.

Suddenly she thought of her mother again.

This was how her mother looked at her tenderly, feeding her milk and wiping the corners of her mouth with such affection.

…

But why she could always feel the scent of her mother from Manfred?

Rylee suddenly wanted to cry.

Manfred touched Rylee’s head and said gently, “If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me, and I will try my best to help you. Don’t bury it all in your heart. Learn to speak up. Alright, it’s time for you to sleep. See you tomorrow.”

Manfred was about to close the door when Rylee suddenly raised her eyes to look at him and said, “Manfred?”

“Huh?” Manfred leaned against the door and looked at Rylee.

“Why are you… so nice to me?”

Manfred was stunned and smiled, “We’re all family, aren’t we?”

After saying that, Manfred closed the door and walked away.

Rylee was dumbfounded.

‘A family?’

‘The reason Manfred was so kind to her was for her sister, right? Helping his sister to gain allies in her new family.’

She was so foolish to overthink in his gentle gaze.

Rylee climbed into bed and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.

She didn’t want to admit that she was so lonely and scared of not having any family.

Even if she hated Brook, she would have forgiven him again and again.

After all, that was her family.

Just as she was in a daze, her phone rang.

‘Damn, which bastard calling at this hour.’ She had forgotten to turn off the phone before going to sleep.

‘Needless to say, there was no one else who could have disturbed her without any sense of time, except for the damn Joseph!’

Rylee fetched her mobile phone with her eyes closed, picked it up, and yelled, “Damn you, you want me to kill you tomorrow, is it? What for calling me around this hour? I’m asleep, and you’re disturbing me for having a sweet dream with a handsome guy. You’re dead meat, you know? What do you want? Speak! If not, I’ll take care of you tomorrow!”

There was a moment of silence.

Rylee almost fell asleep again with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a deep voice entered her ear, “Which handsome guy?”

Rylee’s eyes opened up!

It was not Joseph’s voice!

“Who, who are you?”

Instead of answering, the other side pursued her, “Which handsome guy did you dream of?”

It seemed to have a sour tone.

“Who are you? Did you get the wrong number? What does it have to do with you for who I’m dreaming of? Do you know it’s immoral to disturb someone’s sleep? Do you have any moral sense?”

‘People who make harassing phone calls in the middle of the night deserves to die!’

‘All of them deserves to die!’

Rylee closed her eyes again, ready to hang up the phone and go back to sleep, when she heard a few words come out, “It’s Timothy.”

Rylee froze for a moment, then once again widened her eyes and sat up with a huff, stammering, “Who did you say you were?”

“Timothy.”

Rylee widened her eyes again.

Did she get it right? It was actually the killer, Mr. Wheeler.

“Mr. Wheeler? Are you sure you’re Mr. Wheeler?”

Timothy’s chuckle came out of the earphones, “How can I be sure that I am me?”

There was no need to be sure. Rylee had identified Timothy’s voice, as Timothy’s voice was so unique and deep. So, it was definitely him!

“Mr. Wheeler, how did you know my mobile number?”

If it was that brat Joseph who betrayed her, she would definitely post the photos of him showing his butt as a kid on the internet.

…

Timothy stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night with a smile on his lips. He seemed to be in a very good mood, “Your mobile phone number isn’t any national secret. It’s easy to get it.”

‘Yeah, they are gangsters, and this was just a piece of cake to them.’

Thinking of his identity as a gangster made Rylee feel sad. ‘Why was Mr. Wheeler a triad leader? If he’s just an ordinary rich man, she could just deny her debt to him and fool him. So what!’

But… Mr. Wheeler was a gangster, and this move would get her killed.

Rylee said pitifully, “Mr. Wheeler, what do you want to tell me for calling me at this late hour?”

Timothy almost laughed out loud!

This brat was so funny. She was so afraid of him.

“The Bugatti…”

“Oh, I know, I know. I’m really sorry, Mr. Wheeler. The repair cost of your Bugatti must be very expensive, right?”

Timothy took a sip of wine and was in a superb mood, “It’s not that expensive. Just not much.”

Rylee let out a sigh of relief, “Oh, that’s good.”

“It’s just about four hundred thousand dollars.”

“What? Four hundred thousand? That much?” Rylee bit her fingertips and almost fainted.

“Are you ready to pay back?”

Rylee’s whole body was trembling, “How do I pay? I haven’t even thought about how to pay it…”

Timothy almost laughed out loud, “Isn’t your father rich?”

Rylee hurriedly explained, “Mr. Wheeler, my father would never take out such a large sum of money for me, really! If you ask him for the money, not only will he not give you the money, he will be so angry

that he will beat me up and kick me out of the house.”

Timothy seemed to have seen her pitiful look right in front of his eyes, “Oh, then… you seem quite pitiful.”

“Yeah, yeah, Mr. Wheeler. I’m very pitiful. Look, you’re so rich, can’t you…”

‘What about not wanting this money?’

Before she could say that out, Timothy replied, “Since this is the case, then you will have to bear the repair cost on your own.”

“Huh?” Rylee was furious.

‘Damn you, Timothy! You’re so rich and not short of that four hundred thousand. So why are you so unkind that you have to extort me, a poor guy? Why are the rich so black-hearted?’

Timothy said, “Let’s meet tomorrow at noon, and we’ll discuss how you’ll pay back the car repair fee.”

“Huh? Mr. Wheeler, listen to me. Actually, it’s the same whether we meet or not. I can’t afford that money either…”

“Well, good night, and we’ll meet tomorrow to talk about it.”

Timothy hung up the call, and Rylee froze in place.

“Ahhhh, this bastard! You hung up the phone without even listening to me. Damn it! Damn it! What am I going to do? Four hundred thousand dollars. How am I going to pay it back? It’s so annoying!”

Rylee was so angry that she almost smashed the phone. But, luckily she was reasonable enough to know that she didn’t have the money to buy another phone.

Timothy hung up the phone and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Suddenly he thought of Armand’s surprised and puzzled look during the day, looking at him and asking, “Boss, the car repair cost is only a few thousand dollars, but why do you say more than four hundred thousand?”

He didn’t say anything at that time, but in fact, thinking to himself, ‘If not changing it to that much, how can I extort that little thing?’

…

She had a lot of nightmares at night. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She dreamt of Mr. Wheeler coming at her with a sly smile and a knife in his hand, saying, “Little thing, pay the fee fast! If not, I’ll kill you!”

Then she dreamt that she kept running without direction and panting heavily.

Soon, she suddenly dreamt of Mr. Wheeler waving to her and then started to take off his clothes one by one…

It was so ridiculous.

It was fine to dream about being killed and chased. After all, she owed him money. But why would she dream about Mr. Wheeler taking off his clothes?

“Could it be that I’ve reached the age of wanting to be in love? Starting to get horny? Ahhh, what a pain in the ass!”

Rylee brushed her teeth in front of the mirror, shaking her head.

Looking at the round little face in the mirror, Rylee smiled wickedly again.

“Hehehe, Mr. Wheeler in the dream seems to have a sexy body.”

A shameful fantasy about the hated debtor.

She had promised Joseph that she would wear a dress today. Rylee opened her wardrobe and took out the few dresses she had but put them all down again.

She was going to meet Mr. Wheeler today. If he flipped out and wanted to kill her, it would be easier for her to escape in her jeans.

‘Well, yup, wear the trousers! It’s easier to escape!’

Wearing a black T-shirt and white jeans, Rylee went downstairs.

Rylee went to the dining room and found the three Carroll sisters just settling in for a hearty breakfast each.

Sitting on the far side, far away from the three people, Rylee shouted, “Edith, please bring my breakfast over.”