Seize His Little Wife

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Baird Lane, seeing Gates still standing there, said in an icy voice, “What are you waiting for, go now!”

“Yes!” Gates winced and, without further delay, turned toward the door in a hurry.

Walking to the door and just pulling it open, he froze again, looking at the door and asking curiously, “Ms. Bort, what are you doing here?”

Molly Bort gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction.

For six years, no matter which time she heard that Ms. Bort, she was on fire inside.

Obviously she was married to Baird Lane and was a proper Mrs. The Lane Family, but this Gates, he never called her anything but Miss Bort, not Mrs. or Ma’am.

Even if she reacts with Baird, Baird doesn’t care.

It really pissed her off.

“I’ve come to see Baird,” Molly Bort returned coldly, and was about to cross to the door.

But Gates saw what she was up to and followed her stride as she took it, stopping her firmly in her tracks and not letting her in.

“Ms. Bort, President Lane said you’re not allowed in without his permission, so I’d better brief you.”

With that, Gates turned to Baird Lane and informed him, “President Lane, Miss Bort is here.”

Ms. Bort?

Christine White’s eyes flashed when she heard those three words and quickly regained her composure, pretending to be somewhat confused as she looked at Baird Lane, “President Lane, is this Miss Bort your wife? I remember that your wife came in relation to the line?”

Baird Lane nodded.

Christine White was surprised, “That’s odd, if it’s your wife, then why does Special Assistant Gates call her Miss Bort?”

Baird Lane thought with downcast eyes, “Get used to it.”

“So, that’s quite an intriguing habit, but didn’t you take a little offense, President Lane, when Special Assistant Gates called your wife, President Lane, Miss Bort?” Christine White asked with interest.

Baird Lane looked at her with a bemused expression, “Nothing to be displeased about, just a term of endearment.”

Actually, Molly Bort messed with him back in the day, saying that Gates called her Miss Bort, not Mrs..

Though he had found Gates’ name calling inappropriate at first, he had no intention in his mind of having Gates change his name, not that the thought had ever even crossed his mind.

As to why, he couldn’t say.

“So, that’s quite a chic title.” Christine White smiled, her heart soothed and pleased with Gates.

So Gates didn’t endorse Molly Bort.

It seems that Molly Bort is not doing so well as Mrs. Lane.

At the thought, Christine White’s eyes burned at the door, knowing that she hadn’t addressed Molly Bort as Mrs. Lane when she met with her yesterday.

But it’s not too late to change your mind.

She was looking forward to Molly Bort’s next green and white expression when she heard her name, it was going to be great.

Baird Lane had no idea what was going through Christine White’s mind as he watched her look at the door, and after pursing his thin lips, he opened his mouth to ask Gates to let Molly Bort in.

However, Molly Bort pushed Gates out of the way and into the office before Gates could relay the message.

Once inside, she saw Christine White lying on her side on the couch and her face contorted in anger.

What position is this woman in?

As if this was her home, and took off her shoes and lay on her side on the couch.

Who is this pose seducing?

Jealousy and anger burned away at her sanity, and Molly Bort rushed to Christine White in two or three steps, grabbed her by the arm, and yanked her under the couch.

While yanking, she also cursed loudly, “You bitch, you dare to seduce my husband, get off!”

Christine White hadn’t expected Molly Bort to react as she did, and was indeed still stunned the moment she was pulled off the couch.

Soon, however, she calmed down, but put on a frightened face and shouted to Baird Lane, “President Lane, help me ….”

“What are you doing?” Baird Lane grimaced as he moved forward to push Molly Bort out of the way and pull Christine White up off the floor.

Christine White fell obediently into his arms and said accusingly, “President Lane, I’m so scared, Ms. Bort she’s horrible …”

“Sorry.” Baird Lane patted Christine White on the back and put her back on the couch.

Watching Baird Lane treat Christine White with this tenderness, Molly Bort’s jealousy increased in her heart and her eyes went scarlet, “You woman …”

“President Lane!” said Christine White, as if startled again, hastily grabbing Baird Lane’s sleeve and trying to duck behind him.

Baird Lane stood smoothly in front of her as well, holding her back and looking coldly at Molly Bort, “Do you have any idea what you were just doing?”

Molly Bort heard the anger in Baird Lane’s voice and blanched, but reason vanished once more at the sight of Christine White’s head poking out behind him and the provocative grin she was given.

“What can I do? Of course I’m here to teach this shameless woman a lesson, Baird, do you have any idea what this woman’s posture just now means, she’s seducing you!” Molly Bort pointed at Christine White behind Baird Lane.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Christine White shook her head and retorted with an innocent look on her face, “I didn’t, I twisted my foot, I’m more comfortable lying down like that, President Lane is aware of that, Ms. Bort, you’re really misunderstanding me, how could I have any idea of seducing President Lane.”

Baird Lane looks at Molly Bort with displeasure, clearly taking Christine White’s side.

Molly Bort was exasperated by his distrustful look, her body was shaking, “I’m telling the truth Baird you have to believe me, this woman, is absolutely no good, we met yesterday and she said she had a thing for you Baird, and wanted to steal you away from me.”

At that, Baird Lane raised an eyebrow and turned his gaze to Christine White with a skeptical look on his face.

Christine White tilted her head in bewilderment, “When did I ever say such a thing? Ms. Bort don’t you slander me, President Lane is a married man, as The Camp Family’s Thousand Dollar Gold, how could I possibly do that kind of shameless thing, and how could I possibly have that kind of shameless thoughts, wouldn’t that not be a disgrace to The Camp Family, I am not Miss Bort you.”

Her comment made Molly Bort jump in anger and murderous intent filled her heart.

Only a fool couldn’t hear what she really meant by that.

Christine Camp, this woman, is clearly satirizing her, Molly Bort, as a famous daughter of a famous family, but she did such a shameless thing as seducing a married man.

“Bitch, you seek death!” Molly Bort couldn’t suppress her inner violence any longer, and raised her hand to strike at Christine White.

The corners of Christine White’s mouth ticked, feigning fear as she ducked behind Baird Lane again.

Baird Lane narrowed his eyes and stopped Molly Bort from hitting by grabbing her swinging wrist directly.

“That’s enough! Look what you look like now!” Baird Lane snapped as he shook off Molly Bort.

Molly Bort stumbled twice as she was thrown off her feet without standing much, “Baird you …”

“President Lane!”Christine White saw Molly Bort open her mouth and immediately grabbed the lead: “Can you help me arrange a driver to send me back? Ms. Bort she misunderstood that I have thoughts about you and thought that I am going to snatch you away, so the Emotions are very agitated, I stay here will only make her more angry, I think I’d better leave first, after I leave, you explain to Ms. Bort properly, don’t hurt the couple’s feelings for me.”

When she finished, she bit her lip and braced herself on the arm of the couch to try to get up.

But just as she stood, a pain shot through her ankle, and she stifled a grunt as she fell toward the ground with an ugly face.

Baird Lane’s pupils constricted slightly at the sight, and without thinking, he reached out his arm to catch her.

This scene, in turn, irritated Molly Bort.

In Molly Bort’s opinion, Christine White did it on purpose, saying those things on purpose to make Baird Lane think that she was really innocent and kind.

Also the fall she just took was a bitter ploy to deliberately fall to the ground in order to gain Baird’s pity.

This woman, she’s so insidious.

“Baird don’t you hug her!” Thinking about it, Molly Bort’s face twisted as she stepped forward and tried to rip Christine White out of Baird Lane’s arms.

But Baird Lane didn’t give her that chance, taking two steps to the side with Christine White in his arms, avoiding her with undisguised impatience in his tone, “How much longer are you going to make a scene?”