The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 139

Kayla followed her friend’s eyes and saw a group of men in formal attire walking past. They seemed to

be senior executives of the mall, having an inspection tour of the mall.

The leading man was none other than Mark, who walked in the front middle of the group, yet his

striking appearance made him stand out.

The other men followed him with respect. They were reporting to him while other personnel greeted

him wherever he went.

Looking from this direction, Kayla could only see his side profile, which looked as sharp as a knife. He

was s o charming that Kayla's heart was thumping out of control.

"Summer is so lucky!” Kayla said with envy before letting out a sigh. "Let's go shopping. I need to fill up

that space in me."

"How is the preparation for New Year's Eve?" Mark asked while walking ahead.

"Everything is in place." The manager replied quickly.

"New Year's Eve is the busiest time of the year. Make sure everything is done diligently, especially the

firewalls of each corridor and the emergency

passages. Fire prevention is of utmost importance. Also, the number of children in the mall will increase

i n the next two days. Beef up the mall security, and use the PA system when any missing child is

found."

His voice was deep, but every word was clear and authoritative. He then suddenly changed the topic.

"0 n which floor are cosmetics?"

The groups of managers and executives were listening to him attentively. They did not even dare to

blink their eyes. So this change of topic from their company president threw them off-guard. They all

looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

"It is on the fifth floor, Mr. Valentine." Harry was the most quick-witted one.

They all followed Mark to the fifth floor. Mark arrived i n front of a cosmetics counter. "Which set of

cosmetics is the best?"

The lady at the counter was also taken aback. After a few seconds of daze, she took out a set. "Mr.

Valentine, this set is the most famous and saleable. There has been much positive feedback from

customers. It hydrates the skin and keeps the moisture in during dry winter."

Mark stared at the pale-yellow makeup box, flipping through the instruction manual. "Any chemical

composition?"

"It is mostly made of natural ingredients, and it has a light, pleasing fragrance. The chemical

composition

only accounts for 3%.”

"Wrap this set up," he said faintly. Those senior executives behind him were dumbfounded. What was This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

the company president doing here?

But no one dared to ask a question, just watching him taking the cosmetic box in his hand.

Following that inspection tour of each floor of the mall, including sanitation, emergency passages, and

service etiquette. Everyone who saw him swinging a bag containing the cosmetic set in his hand was

dumbfounded.

But Mark looked nonchalant without the slightest expression on his face. As he walked ahead,

everyone followed.

He attracted attention wherever he went.

The Valentine mansion.

It was 2:00 pm when Summer finally finished explaining the French test paper to Jazz.

She had a late breakfast, so she still did not feel hungry now.

Jazz was tougher than she thought, though. He got changed and headed to the gas station.

He was still working at the gas station, and he had no plan to stop. So he spent his winter break

working part -time at the gas station.

He asked Summer not to tell Yvette about it. He said h e wanted to keep it a secret.

But he apparently over thought. Considering how bad the relationship between Summer and Yvette

was, no way they could sit down and talk to each other nicely.

Summer's cell phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw that it was Dean.