Chapter 579 Timothy is Angry

Rylee gritted his teeth, “One pair a day? What am I, a shoe model? Well, for seven days a week, why
don't you round it up to seven pairs, so that I can wear one pair a day for real!”

Unexpectedly, Timothy snapped his fingers, “Fine, then seven pairs it is.”

Then he went on to choose the seventh pair of shoes. Rylee could only frown and lament.

Armand sighed along with her.

When all of them came out of the mall, there was a mighty crowd following them just to deliver things.

Rylee sighed, looking tired and exhausted. “Not even an upstart would spend money like this, right?
We look like wholesalers.”

Timothy corrected Rylee, “Girl, I’m not an upstart. I’ve been rich for a long, long time.”

Rylee wiped her cold sweat and followed him to get into the car.

Rylee looked at her phone and exclaimed, “Oh my God, it’s already past eight o’clock. When I go to
your house and get a little familiar with the situation, I should go home. I can’t stay outside too late.”

Timothy frowned, and spoke gently but very firmly, “You don’t need to go back to your house today. You
can just stay in my house.”

“Oh...huh? What?” Rylee’s eyes popped wide open. “Stay in your house? How could it be possible? I
can’t do that!”

Timothy turned his gorgeous face at her, “What? Are you still planning to rush back at night during the
two days of work when you work at my house?”

“Of course, or else what are you planning?” Rylee raised her face and looked back at Timothy.



Ah, well, Timothy’s eyelashes were quite long. When he looked at someone, his eyes seemed to be
able to generate electricity. Well, it looked like Kaede Rukawa’s eyes.

Hey, Rylee, you were distracted. Shame on you!

Timothy was not very happy. “Then you can call your father and tell him that you will live outside every
weekend.”

“What? Tell my dad? What are you kidding me? My dad won’t agree! He would definitely scold me to
death if I didn’t go home all night as a freshman. No, no, definitely not.”

“Just tell him that you are work-studying in my company. And you don’t need to go back to your dorm at
weekends.”

“That won’t work! It’s impossible. I have to go home at night, and I can’t live in your house. It’s
outrageous.”

Timothy was silent for a while, but he then took out his cell phone directly. After a short while of
searching, he found a number and dialed.

“Manfred, it’s me, Timothy.”

Timothy’s faint tone startled Rylee.

Ah, who was he talking to?

Manfred Shawn?

What exactly did Timothy Wheeler want to do?

Damn, she was about to go crazy!



Rylee crouched on the seat, trying to be the same height as Timothy. With her two hands stretching out
like crazy, her hands swayed vigorously in front of Timothy, meanwhile she kept on making lip-sync
gestures: No, stop talking!

Timothy watched Rylee’s chaotic gestures, unaffected, and kept on with the conversation, “Manfred,
there is something I want you to do...”

With her face turning pale in fright, Rylee hurled herself forward to try to snatch Timothy’s phone.
Timothy leaned back while Rylee was crawling over. While crawling, the whole body of Rylee rested on
Timothy.

Timothy dodged, using his martial arts skills to prevent Rylee from reaching the phone, and said in a
calm tone, “That’s right, Rylee is going to work and study in my company. Yes, it is Rylee Carroll, she
needs to stay at my place at weekend. Tell your brother-in-law. I think your brother-in-law will not
disagree with it if you are the one telling him the information. Okay, that’s it.”

Timothy hung up, and Rylee collapsed on the other side.

“I’ve finished talking, Manfred agreed. He will tell your father about this. You can relax and live in my
house without any worry.”

Timothy observed Rylee’s expression closely.

A few seconds later, Rylee yelled frantically, “Who told you to interfere with this? What makes you the
boss here and judge us? Why are you deciding this for me? Why are you telling Manfred about this?
Why don’t you let me go home? Why do you want Manfred to know!”

Timothy squinted angrily and snarled, “What? Does it matter so much to you for letting Manfred know
about this?”



“Of course it’s important! That’s Manfred Shawn! Why should it be him!” Rylee was about to cry,
meanwhile screaming, “Really, if Manfred knows about this, what would he think of me? What if he
thinks I am a slut or an easy girl?”

Rylee vented all her anger, not even noticing how terrifying Timothy’s face had become.

“Isn’t my job about cleaning up the house for you? Why do you have to mess around with all these?
And you force me to live your house! It sucks! What the hell is in your mind? This is bullshit!”

Timothy’s face turned livid. Biting his thin lips he suddenly growled, “Stop the car!”

Creak!

The driver didn’t know what had happened, so he immediately stepped on the brakes.

The cars of bodyguards behind all stopped with ear-piercing screeching.

Rylee stopped complaining in shock, and looked at Timothy’s face in fear.

Timothy didn’t even look at Rylee. He then opened the door and got out of the car with a stern face.

“Timothy!”

Then Rylee realized what she had done.

Come on? She must have said something wrong, right?

Was she complaining too much?

Even ordinary people would be angry, let alone a gang leader who was ruling the whole gang!

My God, what if Mr. Wheeler is really angry and order his men to kill her?



Oh, Rylee, you idiot, you can offend anyone you want, but why the hell did you want to offend the gang
leader?

Armand yelled anxiously, “Boss!”

Timothy turned his back to Rylee, took a deep breath, and said, “Armand, you take her back to her
house.”

Armand murmured, “Boss...”

Boss, please calm down!

Rylee hurriedly begged, “Mr. Wheeler, please don’t get mad! Oops, sorry, Timothy, please don’t be
angry, I take back what I just said.”

Timothy didn’t look back or say anything. He closed the car door and walked to the bodyguard car
behind.

Rylee looked back pitifully, biting her fingers and muttering to herself, “He is really pissed off? But I
really didn’t mean to set him off.”

Armand snapped, “You dare say that you didn’t make him upset? What do you mean by that! How
could you say such thing? How could you yell at our boss like this? No one dare complain or scold our
boss! How dare you! Boss is so kind to you, buying all those clothes and shoes for you. He has never
cared about anyone like this, except you! Why are you so cruel? Can’t you feel how he cherish you?”

Rylee curled her mouth and was about to cry. “Mr. Armand, oh please. Don’t scold me for that. The
more you talk about this, the more scared I am. “

She was very afraid of Timothy as the gang leader. He might just throw her into the river out of anger.



The car started moving, but it just turned around and drove in the direction of Rylee’s house.

Armand waved his fists with anger, “How can there be a woman like you in this world? We are so
unlucky! Why did we meet you! I’m so mad! Damn!”

Rylee shrank in the back row, pouting her mouth, trembling. “Mr. Armand, would Mr. Wheeler go mad
and simply kill me?”

“Yes! Certainly! Of course!” Armand was furious and barked without thinking.

Rylee pursed her lip tightly, and finally, she burst into tears.

She didn’t want to die. She didn’t want to die.

Armand was dumbfounded now.

Jesus Christ. This was Timothy's woman. It would be a serious mistake to make her cry.

His life might be in danger.

“Hey, hey, come on. Why are you crying? I was only joking. None of what I said was true. You are very
safe, okay? You are even safer than me. Please, my little princess! Please stop crying. Or else I will cry
with you!”

As for Timothy, he got into the next car with a grim face.

Rylee actually cared so much about Manfred Shawn in her heart!

Did she like Manfred Shawn very much?

Did she fall in love with Manfred Shawn?



This thought made Timothy almost want to kill someone.

His fist near his thigh was clenched tighter and tighter.

Timothy went to check out the car Rylee was sitting in. The car turned at a corner and drove away in
the other direction.

A wry smile appeared on Timothy’s face.

He was still imagining that the girl would jump out of the car, that she would hold his arm and say that
she is not going back, what she had said was just joking, and that she wanted to live with him.

It seems that this was all his wishful thinking.

How ridiculous!

“Boss, where are we going?”

Timothy closed his eyes, smashing his head with his fist, and said irritably, “Whatever!”

Um... the driver was completely bewildered.

Where should they go?

Well, he could only drive randomly. The worse situation would be wasting some gasoline, and kept on
driving all night.

Timothy’s cell phone rang. Could it be that girl?

Hope ignited in Timothy’s heart, and he quickly picked up the phone.

“Hello?”



“Oh, boss, where are you? Do you have any arrangement tonight? I’m so bored here.” Kenneth Keith’s
frivolous nagging came through.

Disappointed immediately, Timothy frowned and said casually, “Just go to my Seaside Villa.”

“Ah? Really? Oh, hey, hey, boss, you're really letting me go to your villa? That’s so excited for me! You
finally let me go to your villa?”

Timothy sounded annoyed, “Why do you keep talking bullshit! Just come here as soon as possible!”

“Aye! I’ll be there in no time! By the way, Boss, I’ll take a few new chicks over! All of them are really
damn hot!”

Kenneth’s voice disappeared into an insidious smile.

Timothy sighed, not quite interested, “Go to Seaside Villa then.”

“Yes, boss.”

Seaside Villa, as its name suggests, was located on a mountain overlooking the sea.

This was the most expensive place in the city. And it had also got the best edge in terms of Feng Shui.

Timothy bought that villa for only a year. It was simply renovated and Timothy rarely lived there.

Timothy was obsessed with cleanliness. He didn’t let outsiders go to his villa at all.

Kenneth pleaded with Timothy a million times, but Timothy had never allowed Kenneth to visit.

For that villa, Kenneth was almost dying to try and get in.

Today, unexpectedly, the boss suddenly showed mercy and let him visit there.






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