The President’s Stubborn Love

It was then that Nola reacted to the fact that they were going to search everyone’s room.

So when they said good show earlier, they were referring to?

Before Nola could stretch her brow, Alex over there had surreptitiously slipped a small object into her carry-on bag, completely unnoticed by her, of course.

Nola is unaware of this.

He even took the initiative to come up to Alex and get close to him.

“Mr. Henry, are there any other guests coming to the house today?”

In addition to being recognized by the Henry Family, she also came here to meet the partners who do business with the Henry Family and to let them all know that she is the future daughter-in-law of the Henry Family.

This way the Garcia Family business will go from strength to strength.

Alex sniffed and frowned.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“Now, you should be more concerned about Monica’s condition, shouldn’t you?”

“…”

Nola blushed with embarrassment and whispered to redeem herself, “Of course I care about Monica, I just feel like there are so many people who care about her and I’m not in the right name …”

She was hinting to Alex to look for opportunities to help her more.

Alex listened, but his eyes took on a slightly cooler tone, “Sooner or later, you’ll get that chance.”

By the time he had finished, Nola’s face had taken on a smile as she followed the Henry Family brothers up the stairs, and by this time the man they had just called uncle, named Jeff Henry, with his big back hair, was striding ahead of them.

Jeff is about forty years old or younger and has a frown of anger in his brow.

When he was young, he was the youngest son who was most often with the old Mr. Henry, and as a result, he spoke with great weight, both in the Henry Group and in the Henry Family.

Although not as good as Aaron’s father, the Henry Family, up and down, feared him.

“You guys, check every single room!”

“It’s about to be the old man’s birthday, and to make such a mistake, I think you are tired of living.”

So early in the morning, almost everyone in the room heard Jeff’s voice.

Lousie even brought Uncle Bob along with her, “What’s going on Jeff, it’s so early in the morning, making all this noise, it’s not good to disturb the house guests.”

Ever gentle, she took Nola’s hand at this time, not forgetting her concern.

It was as if Nola was already the Henry Family’s unmarried daughter-in-law, and how much she, as a mother, approved.

Nola’s face was so shy that she didn’t even notice the wink Alex was sending her.

“Don’t worry auntie, I’m fine.”

Lousie smoothly took over, “There’s a lot of people in the house and sometimes I can’t manage it, so I’ll have to work harder on you in the future.”

Nola almost laughed out loud at the moment.

Doesn’t that mean she’s allowed to marry Aaron?

Her eyes were full of joy until, hearing the voice of one of the servants, “Master Aaron slept with that Sherry, in Miss Monica’s original room last night.”

The smile on Nola’s lips all but disappeared.

What does that mean?

Before she could ask, Lousie had already shown her displeasure, changing her usual gentle demeanor and taking the initiative to speak up for Nola, “What nonsense, Aaron, that boy is very well-mannered and would never mess around at this time.”

“Mother, it’s better to go and see for yourself and clear his name.” Alex volunteered.

And the servant who had volunteered to ‘snitch’ disappeared with the crowd, soon after.

“Open the door!”

Alex knocked politely on the door a few times.

It was Jeff who rushed forward angrily, “Get out of the way, I’ll do it, what’s the point of being polite to him at a time like this?”

Bam.

The door to the room was slammed open in its entirety.

Everyone saw Aaron sleeping in that big bed, but there was no one else in the room but him.

Alex wrinkled his nose on the spot and stared back at Reto.

Underneath the eyes is a silent questioning.

Can’t even do the little things right!

Reto had no choice but to hang his head.

It was Jeff who was unrelenting, barging in and pulling Aaron’s covers off, but alas, he was still alone.

“Uncle Jeff, what does that mean?”

Aaron’s cold eyes swept over the crowd, eventually landing on Jeff, the cold rhetorical question between his lips gradually turning into a rebuke, “Do I even have the slightest right to privacy in my home anymore? Or have I done something so treacherous that I need to bring so many people to block the door of my room this early in the morning?”

“At least, I am the YOUNG MASTER of my family, even if I am a bastard, I always have human rights.”

Aaron said, picking up his shirt and putting it on while saying coldly, “If I hadn’t been born a little later in the month, I would have been THE first young master.”

Alex’s place, that is, is his.

At this moment, Alex was standing across from him, his face getting colder and colder, but he had to speak up, “Uncle Jeff is also concerned about Monica being locked up in the basement, so he wanted to come to you to ask you about the exact situation, so that the culprit behind the crime could be caught early, before it affects Grandpa’s birthday party.”

A few words that make sense.

Even Aaron can’t find fault with it, and if there is, it’s that Alex is too good for the family and too tolerant of people on balance.

Everything he did was carefully calculated.

Even if something goes wrong at this point and he doesn’t catch Sherry in the act in Aaron’s bed, he has the means to make things right.

Aaron gave a lazy smile, the chill quenching in his eyes growing heavier.

“Oh …”

He turned to Jeff, “I’ll have to thank Uncle Jeff then.”

That’s what he said, but the smile was less than the bottom of his eyes, so it didn’t seem sincere at all.

Lousie there suddenly added gently, “I think it’s about time for breakfast, so let’s go downstairs and talk over dinner.”

Talk?

The talk is about Monica.

But for the moment, their actions in breaking into Aaron’s room would not be pursued.

Aaron looked at Lousie’s look of pretending to be a good person.

It was only funny.

Nola couldn’t tell the difference and was there to help, “Aaron, don’t be mad, everyone is trying to solve the problem too.”

Aaron sniffed, his gaze falling straight on her.

The look in her eyes was like nothing Nola had ever seen before, and at that moment, she couldn’t tell what Aaron meant, only that she felt a slight chill run through her body.

Like being pinned to a stake.

But on closer inspection, Aaron was back to his usual self and was fully clothed.

He tugged at the corners of his lips graciously, “Since you are all so concerned about Monica, let’s go downstairs and talk about it. If we don’t catch the person behind it, I won’t be able to rest, and you should all know my personality.”

It is better to die by fish than to compromise.

At these words, Jeff’s face fell a little, as if the words were directed at him.

At that moment, he said, “I’m afraid that these few people alone are not enough.