Chapter 873 - 872: President Sinclair Will Slaughter Us

Chapter 873: Chapter 872: President Sinclair Will Slaughter Us

The little girl put away the phone, tilted her cute little face upward and asked, "Pretty sister, how long until my dad comes out?"

"President Sinclair will be out in a little while." The little secretary couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Talia, was the person who called just now the boss’s wife?"

"Boss’s wife?" The little girl heard this term for the first time and was a bit confused.

"It’s your mommy, our President Sinclair’s wife." The little secretary blinked with gossiping eyes, "Do you understand now?"

"Oh, that’s what it means." The little girl nodded, "I understand now."

"So it was the boss’s wife?"

"Yes." The little girl stood up with a smile, adjusted her clothes, and said, "Mommy is daddy’s wife." Although she isn’t yet, she certainly will be sooner or later.

She silently added the last sentence in her heart.

The two secretaries looked at each other, realizing that President Sinclair really was secretly married!

So last night’s post on social media wasn’t just for fun, and the word "wife" wasn’t just a casual term for a girlfriend.

Oh, although they were happy that their long-time ice prince had finally found someone who captivated him, they couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.

Such a handsome and cool President Sinclair is already someone else’s husband, so now they truly don’t have any chance at all.

"Pretty sister, do you like my dad too?" The little girl looked up at them, then shook her head, "Well, this is not easy to handle."

Seeing her frown her little face, the two secretaries, who were only a little disappointed, deliberately acted sad to tease her, "We’re so heartbroken now, what should we do?"

The little girl thought for a moment and said, "Pretty sisters, you should cheer up. There are so many fish in the sea, why single-mindedly pursue just one flower? Hmm? That doesn’t seem right. ’Flower’ is used to describe girls, and daddy isn’t a girl."

The little girl pointed at her lips with her finger and tilted her head, trying to think but couldn’t figure out how to change the last sentence to describe a boy.

After all, she only learned this sentence from TV, and was too young to apply it properly.

"Oh my, Talia, you’re so adorable!" The two secretaries exclaimed, hugging the little girl from both sides and nuzzling her vigorously.

They didn’t want to secretly admire President Sinclair anymore; they wanted a daughter as cute as her instead. Their hearts were about to melt.

The little girl’s cute face was almost squished out of shape by the two secretaries, so she protested, "Pretty sisters, you’re squeezing my drool out!"

Only then did the two secretaries restrain themselves a little, showing care and concern, "Talia, are you hurt?"

"Nope." The little girl shook her head with a smile.

"Talia, is there anything else you want to eat? Sister will buy it for you."

"Yes, yes, do you want to play with Barbie dolls? Sister can also buy them for you."

"Mommy says not to eat too much junk food; it’s bad for your health." The little girl said earnestly, "No Barbie dolls either. Pretty sisters work hard to earn money, I can’t just spend pretty sisters’ money recklessly."

Listen! How old is this little girl, yet she understands so well. How could you not want to take her home and raise her yourself?

The two secretaries both saw the ’dangerous’ thought in each other’s eyes and quickly stopped, "Calm down, calm down, if we dare take Talia home to raise her, President Sinclair would definitely kill us."