Jocelyn White was a beautiful woman, especially after she put on makeup. So today, she was looking particularly stunning. The clothes and accessories she wore were branded, so there was only one word to describe her: glamorous.
Any man would like a woman like her, but unfortunately, there were only two in this world who had ignored her.
One of them was Gabriel, whom she had tried her best to climb into his bed but failed. The other was the man beside her.
John Grant was unmoved by her flowery words as his brows remained furrowed. "When will your manager pick you up?"
"She was delayed on the way." Jocelyn noticed that John didn't wear a wedding ring on his finger. She made a bold guess and smilingly said, "It's rumored that President Grant loves his wife as much as his life. Since you've been married for many years and never had any scandals, is it possible that perhaps you're just afraid of your wife, or…"
