Seize His Little Wife

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Christine White snapped back.

Baird Lane withdrew his gaze, “It’s fine.”

“Sorry, I just might …”

“Never mind!” Baird Lane interrupted her, then took a bag from Gates, who was off to the side, “This is for Ms. Camp.”

“For me?” Christine White’s mouth opened in surprise, “It’s …”

“It’s payback!” Baird Lane said.

Christine White froze, “President Lane bought me a gift just to apologize? ”

“It should.” Baird Lane returned.

Christine White reached over and picked up the gift, “What’s in here?”

The box was quite large and still a bit heavy for her to prop up, and she wondered what he had bought.

“Open it up.” Baird Lane signaled her.

Christine White hesitated, then finally nodded in agreement.

She placed the box on the table, then bent down and pulled back the box’s wrapping ribbon.

The box opened, and inside was a diamond bag with a very advanced design, and the logo of the famous international brand on the bag was enough to show that it was worth a lot of money.

Christine White looked at the bag and covered her lips in surprise, “President Lane, this …”

“Reparations!” Baird Lane repeated.

Christine White put her hand down, covered the box and pushed it to him, “President Lane, this compensatory gift is also in too expensive, if I am not wrong, this bag is just listed, and C city is only this one, it is worth millions of dollars, you as a compensatory gift to me, I am really ashamed of it ah. ”

She does love the bag.

The price of this bag, though, does seem a little too expensive.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of, you’ve suffered for no reason, it’s what I should have done, do you like the bag?” Baird Lane asked looking at Christine White.

Christine White didn’t hold back and nodded, “Of course I like it, no woman doesn’t like a bag does she?”

“If you like it, take it.” Baird Lane pushed the box back to her.

Christine White looked at the box for a few seconds in silence and eventually smiled, “Since President Lane is so generous, I’ll respectfully accept it.”

A multi-million dollar bag delivered to your door, don’t take it for nothing!

With that thought, Christine White picked up the box and turned to Lisa behind her, “Put it in my office.”

“Yes!” Lisa nodded and carefully carried the box outside, excited.

A million-dollar bag. She’d finally had a chance to touch a mold.

Even through a box, she could feel it in her hand in a way that ordinary bags couldn’t match.

It’s true that rich people are good!

“Sorry President Lane, my assistant made you laugh.” Christine White looked at her assistant’s careful back and couldn’t help but hold her forehead.

Baird Lane hmmmed, “No.”

“Is President Lane better?” Christine White pointed to the head.

Baird Lane understood that she was asking about his sudden headache and coma last night and rubbed his brow as he returned, “It’s all right now and I’ve already heard from Gates that it was you, Ms. Camp, who took me to the common room, thanks to Ms. Camp’s care.”

Christine White waved her hand, “No more, and I can’t talk about taking care of you, after all, it was my glass of wine that caused you to be like this, and I’m happy enough that you don’t blame me.”

“It’s inevitable that you won’t drink at a party, Ms. Camp needn’t be concerned.” Baird Lane said.

Gates, behind him, heard this and rolled his eyes coldly.

What do you mean, it’s inevitable that you won’t drink at a party?

In these six years, he obviously except on the day of the master’s festival will drink, or that day will drink when he is in a bad mood, the rest of the occasions are not even a drop of alcohol, other people give even more cold-faced refusal.

But this time Ms. Camp offered him a drink and he didn’t refuse to drink it, which, I have to say, was surprising.

And aside from that, there was one other thing that surprised Gates.

That’s the same diamond bag that was just there.

In the morning President Lane asked him out of the blue what would be a more sincere reparation, and he said that it would be more sincere if he came to the house and delivered the reparation in person.

President Lane then took him to a luxury mall, where he walked into a designer bag store on the recommendation of the mall manager and personally chose the diamond bag.

That’s the most expensive in the store!

But price aside, the important thing is, that bag was chosen by President Lane himself, obviously just order him or order someone else to go and buy it, why did President Lane have to go himself?

How does this line look like a man in hot love.

Wait, hot love?

Did President Lane take on Ms. Camp …

Gates looked incredulously at Baird Lane’s back, and then looked at Christine White, who was chatting with Baird Lane, and stumbled in his heart.

“Ms. Camp, it’s almost noon, can we go for a meal together? Consider it a celebration of the cooperation reached last time.” Baird Lane suddenly stood up and invited.

Christine White looked at her wristwatch, “Oops, time flies so fast, that’s fine, I turned down your offer last time President Lane, it would be a bit rude to turn it down this time, so I’ll say yes.”

After saying that, she also stood up, patting the sheath dress on her body, “Can you ask President Lane to wait for a moment, I’ll go back to my office to change my clothes, I still have to meet with clients in the afternoon, and I can’t get the smell of grease and smoke.”

“Good.” Baird Lane nods.

Christine White said some and walked out of the lounge.

Baird Lane and Gates are the only ones left in the lounge.

Gates stepped forward and, unable to resist his inner urge, opened his mouth and asked, “President Lane, are you interested in Ms. Camp …”

However, before the words were finished, his cell phone rang.

Having no choice but to swallow back the question first, Gates took his cell phone out and answered it.

Two minutes later, the call ended.

Gates put away his cell phone and didn’t wait for Baird Lane to ask before he opened his mouth, “President Lane, the call is from someone sent from overseas to investigate Ms. Camp.”

Baird Lane’s eyes flashed slightly, “How so?”

“The details he’s sent to your email, you’ll be able to see them when you get back to the office, and as for the verbal, it means that Ms. Camp has looked like this since she was a little girl, and the reason why she’s shown so little of herself is because of a congenital heart condition, and she’s been in a nursing home, and it was only five years ago that she was able to find the right heart to do the surgery on.” Gates returned.

Baird Lane tapped his fingers on his knee, “Surgery?”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Yes, and the people I sent there made a special trip to the hospital, and they do have records of Ms. Camp’s surgeries, so Ms. Camp really isn’t …”

Gates didn’t continue with the latter words, but the meaning was understood.

Gates laments that in this world, there really are two people who look so much alike.

“Yeah, well, if it ain’t, it ain’t. …” Baird Lane lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see what was going through his mind at the moment.

Gates stole a glance at him and didn’t answer anymore.

After a few moments, Baird Lane asks, “What were you going to say?”

The corner of Gates’ mouth twitched, “Not much, just wanted to ask President Lane if you have a thing for Ms. Camp?”

“Hmm?” Baird Lane frowned.

Gates hastened to explain, “It’s like this, these two days I found President Lane you are a little too attached to Ms. Camp, and picking up Ms. Camp’s wine, and personally choosing a bag for Ms. Camp as a reparation …”

“Nothing of the sort, just out of concern for my partner.” Baird Lane dropped his eyes and trailed off.

“Is that so?” Gates scratched his head.

Is it really true that he thinks too much?

Baird Lane gave Gates a cold sweeping look and dropped his eyelids, hiding all the color in his eyes.

Actually, I don’t blame Gates for thinking this way, Baird Lane knows in his own heart that he does have his heart set on this Christine Camp, just like Gates said.

As to why, he couldn’t say.

All in all it was the sight of Christine Camp’s face that he couldn’t help but want to be close to her, and he couldn’t help the thoughts that arose inside of him that he wanted to pay attention to her, that he wanted to do something for her.

So what’s wrong with him?