Billionaire Husband Picks Me Home

Before Jane could speak, Jeffery left the room in a flash.

Watching his figure disappear, Jane's mind went blank again. Could someone tell her what was going on?

It was strange that the president knew her name, and he also asked her to take responsibility. He seemed to know her, but she had never seen him before!

She patted her head gently, gathered her emotions and went downstairs after putting on her clothes.

She didn't want to have dinner with the president. She always felt that there was something wrong with him, but she couldn't resist. He was the president, and she needed this job. If she disappointed him she will lose her job, it would be a big loss.

Outside the hotel, Jeffery stood beside a luxury car. As the sun began to set, his figure grew longer and leaner. Jane's heart skipped a beat. She walked toward him.

In the restaurant, Jane was no longer calm as she looked at the table full of dishes. Finally, the questions running through her mind, "Have you met me before?"

Otherwise, how could he possibly know her preferences?

that the president shared the same taste as

dishes into

I remember you

may have a

Cough*

and felt uncomfortable. She was only twenty-four years

she met from kindergarten to work, she didn't

it should be that she had never seen him

not take it away from you." Jeffery took a handkerchief in his hand and gracefully helped her wipe the stain at the corner of her mouth. His voice was calm and easy. "It does not matter if you can not remember now. I'll

waiting for Jane to say anything, he continued, "I do not have time to take you shopping for your daily necessities. Let the driver take you home first, and I will take

him with a puzzled look, and her brain short-circuited again. She thought he

her chopsticks and looked

Jeffery interrupted her before she could finish the

"Uhhh..."