President's Contract Wife

Chapter 3 A Bold Idea

At night the T.S Club is ablaze with lights, a seven-story firework fountain with elegant music sprays

charming water mist along with elegant music. Fancy cars gather in front of the club, and men and

women here wears fashionable and expensive clothes.

In a middle of fancy cars, a taxi that does not fit in stops suddenly. Peeking out a pair of long legs A

pair of long legs pokes out from the door car, – it is Grace Lauren in a tight black dress walks walking

down from the carit.

Her With her bright red lips, amazing body curves, tinged with brown wavy long hair, she gives off a

seductive smell looks quite enchanting.

The doorman in front of the door has noticed Grace Lauren when she is coming down from the taxi. His

eyes flashed flashes with contempt, "Another vainglorious vain woman who wanted wants to catch a

golden husband!"

Reaching out to stop Grace Lauren, who is twisting her waist toward the golden glass door, the

doorman politely but coldly says, "Miss, we are a private club, only members can enter."

Grace Lauren proudly raises the card in her hand; the golden light of it flashes makes the doorman's

eyes dizzy. In C city, only one person can use a golden card. That is Lucien Gray.

The doorman's attitude tunes immediately, and he bows respectfully. "Come in, miss. Have a nice

evening!" Lucien Gray, the most powerful man in the city of C. How dare him her to get in the way of

Lucien's woman!

Pleased with a smile, Grace Lauren shakes whips hair, and steps into the golden door.

"Grace!" A voice of surprise comes from the nearby. Grace Lauren follows the sound and turns her

head to look. It is her high school classmate Ryan.

"Ryan! What are you doing here?" In Grace Lauren's memory, Ryan is just a little punk who showed Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

interest in her once chased after her, but she never gave him a chance.

"Today we are having a little party at T. S. I drive the president of Gray here. I am his driver now!"

Ryan's voice is rather complacent. After all, it is not that easy to become the driver of the Gray family is

not a job for anyone. Not everyone is capable of this.

"Gray's? President Gray? Do you mean Lucien Gray?" Grace Lauren's eyes lit light up! She is so lucky!

Thought she thought it would take some thought tricks, but she did not expect the opportunity!

In the dimly lit suite, Ryan is pressing on Grace, the air is filled with the smell of sexual desires.

"Ryan... the thing you promised me, you must make it happen!" The woman wriggles wildly.

"I can put drugs in the president's drink, but I cannot help you more! You know, the president only

wants virgins!"

"What?" Grace's body temperature suddenly drops several degrees cools down, "You said Lucien Gray

just want virgins?"

"Yes! Don’t you know that? For the first night, she must be a virgin, and no matter how beautiful she is,

the her shelf life for Mr. Gray is only seven days!"

Grace Lauren feels her blood inside the body has fallen to the freezing point! She does not know that

Lucien Gray has such a hobby! What can she do now?!

Grace narrows her eyes and a bold thought comes into her mind...

The night grows dark, and the two of them, who writhed entangle with each other in the beds, subside

calm down. Grace Lauren hands the pill to Ryan and says, "Ryan, everything is counting on you. If I

become Lucien Gray's woman, I will repay you for your help!"

Nina Morrison, who is working in the restaurant, suddenly feels a jolt from her cell phone in her pocket

and a call comes in.

A strange phone-call comes through, and Nina answers, "Hey, sis, what's up?"

"Come to room 1806 at the T.S. clubhouse Club. Your sister is drunk. Come to pick her up. Remember,

room 1806." A man's voice comes from the phone.

"Ah?" Nina Morrison is trying to speak. But the phone has been disconnected. She calls back again,

but no one answers.

Nina hurriedly tells her friend, Jennie, who is also working as a part part-time at the restaurant, and

then hurries to take a taxi to the T.S club.