You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 91

Arthur Andrew's hand fell on his chest exaggeratedly and he wailed, "You dislike me now? In fact, you can get everything you get on a woman's body from me. Wright, do you want to try?"

Beau Wright's eyes twitched as he glanced at Arthur Andrew. His handsome face was full of disgust, "Disgusting!"

"Disgusting? How did I disgust you? Beau Wright, I'm not the same as women, but I have something they don't have. Don't really want to try."

Why did he feel avoidant and disgusting?

Arthur Andrew was deliberately teasing him. The more disgusting he felt, the more excited Arthur Andrew became. His slender body lay directly on the desk of the conference room, with his legs crossed. His posture was charming and attractive.

"Look at my figure and face. I'm definitely a first-class one. Don't you want me?"

"I think your second profession can be a prostitute. By the way, I'm sure you don't need me to call Lavinia George and ask her to come here to conquer you..."

Hearing this, Arthur Andrew coughed softly, took out a key from his suit pocket, and threw it to him.

Taking it, Beau Wright raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"A birthday gift, a villa in Cultural Park of Tranton. It's surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the air is fresh there. I think it's very suitable for you and your wife to hang out!"

While he was speaking, Arthur Andrew stood up from his desk. He tidied up his suit with his big hand and walked out of the conference room.

"Where are you going now?" Beau Wright glanced at his back.

"I've decided to listen to your advice. I'll go back and fight with deal with Lavinia George’s hands..."

"…"

Beau Wright swept his eyes over the red scratches on his neck, understanding his words right away...

At Park Hyatt Hotel.

Lainey Brown, Harriet Smith, Mary Wright, and even Sykes Wright, all had arrived.

As for the surprise that Harriet Smith had just mentioned, she intended to decorate the restaurant again. However, on second thought, she realized that a man would definitely not like those things. Besides, it seemed that the other three had no intention of doing so, so she gave up.

"Hasn't Beau come yet?" Lainey Brown asked with a frown.

Harriet Smith looked at the time and said, "It's 6:50 p.m., which is not the appointed time. He'll be here at seven o'clock."

Lainey Brown nodded and then looked at Sykes Wright, "Did your father call you?"

"Why is he supposed to call me? It's Big Brother's birthday. My father should have called him." Sykes Wright said.

"I don't know how busy he will be all the year-round. Can he stay at the House of Wright for two days a year? Despite that, can't he even make a few calls?"

As soon as Cromwell Wright was mentioned, Lainey Brown was also filled with anger.

He didn't seem to be a member of the Wrights. Usually, when someone made a phone call to him, either no one answered it or the secretary answered it. It would be more difficult to have a phone call him once.

Hearing this, Sykes Wright frowned, "Mom, today is Big Brother's birthday. Can you say something pleasant? Why are you acting like a resentful woman?"

Mary Wright's expression changed slightly, but it was not obvious.

"Sykes, are you deliberately acting contrary to Mom these two days?" Lainey Brown felt so angry.

Without saying a word, Sykes Wright remained silent. He felt that she was suffering from chemotherapy, so she could make endless troubles every day, as if she was constantly picking on problems.

Staring at his expression, Mary Wright felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction, softness, and joy.

Harriet Smith raised her head inadvertently and happened to see the wallet.

She was stunned there. The hand that was taking out the gift box immediately stopped. This type of situation was unexpected.

She didn't expect that the gift Mary Wright chose would be the same as hers.

At this time, Mary Wright had already taken the initiative to send the gift out. How could she take it out now?

If the style or shape of the wallet were different, there was something to explain. But now the two wallets were exactly the same. If hers were taken out, it would only be embarrassing.

Her hand, which had already touched the gift box, slowly pulled out. She had no intention of handing it over anymore.

One was because of the clash.

The other reason was that when you saw the gifts you loved and carefully selected, sent by others first. The mystery, surprise, and excitement disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When the gift had lost its original meaning, it was useless. Moreover, when she saw that gift, she felt very uncomfortable.

Beau Wright narrowed his eyes and looked at Harriet Smith. He stretched out his big hand and asked, "Where is the gift prepared by Mrs. Wright?"

She smiled embarrassedly said awkwardly, "I left in a hurry and forgot to bring it with me."

In an instant, Beau Wright's eyes darkened. He narrowed his eyes and stared at her deeply and fiercely, as if he wanted to pierce her.

"What else you haven't forgotten, huh?" His voice was low and extremely cold. "