บททั้งหมดของ The President's Darling: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

"Why would you say that?" said James."Because I've never seen you smile. Why do you always look like you are annoyed?"James didn't respond. He raised his eyes. Under the lights in the shopping mall, his features were distinct. He had a slim figure. It seemed like he was pondering something before he finally answered, "I don't know what it feels like to be happy.""You don't know? Being happy is just being happy. Like how I feel right now. Don't you enjoy going on a date with me?""Being with you makes me happy," said James. His eyes became gentle and clear. Summer was enchanted by them. But she couldn't understand. If he felt happy, why did he still look like he was annoyed?Summer's first thought was that James was lying to himself. He was probably not happy at all and was pretending to be. Being happy shouldn't look like this. Could he have some kind of illness that caused facial paralysis?"You don't have to pretend anymore. You're obviously not happy being with me.

James looked mysterious as he took out his wallet from his pocket and waved a black card in front of the ticket seller. The ticket seller was surprised when she saw the card and immediately politely said, "You're... Mr. Quigley?""I'd like a seat in the middle of the theater. Can you help me with that?" asked James."Of course," said the ticket seller.The ticket seller busied herself with the booking system behind the counter and appeared with two movie tickets. Then, she respectfully handed the tickets to James with a smile and said, "Mr. Quigley, I hope you have a good time watching the movie."Summer was confused by the outcome. As they entered the cinema, she asked, "What did you do? How did you suddenly get the movie tickets?""I showed the ticket seller my business card," said James."Your business card?" Summer was stunned.She hadn't expected James' business card to have such an effect. It had just gotten them two tickets for a movie that had been fully booked!Cou

It seemed that the reputation of the four prestigious families was well-deserved. They were not only wealthy but were also true elites.However, Summer hadn't really seen how excellent the other heirs besides James were. He was indeed an elite, but what about Bradly? Summer had had several interactions with him, and the impression he gave was that of a playboy, someone who was idle and only knew how to chase after women.Well, no one could blame her for thinking that way. After all, Bradly never brought anything good whenever he appeared.However, Summer was a bit curious. James mentioned that an heir needed to be proficient in at least four languages to be considered qualified. How many languages did James know? Was it just the required four?When Summer asked, James replied, "I'm proficient in eight languages.""Eight languages? Are you kidding me?" Summer's eyes widened. She looked at James like she was looking at a freak.Summer herself only knew her native language and E

There was a hip-hop style called breakdancing. One often spun on the floor with their head while supporting themselves with both hands when they did that move. Another popular move was the flare. James managed to dance those difficult moves with ease. Soon, many people started surrounding him while he continued dancing passionately in front of Summer. His movements were as fluent as a professional dancer's. He looked aloof, which made others feel that he was difficult to approach. Still, his dance skills were extraordinary. The song ended, and those on the dance floor clapped enthusiastically for James. Then, everyone started talking about him. Most of them were frequent customers at the bar and knew everyone else. However, no one recognized who James was. Meanwhile, Summer saw a crowd gathering and sensed trouble, so she pulled James away. Just then, a neatly dressed, middle-aged man approached them kindly. "Please wait, sir. Can I ask you a question?""What is it?""C

James was very gentle. He carefully tripped the women and held their waists, then placed them carefully on the ground. It didn't look like he was fighting at all. At first, the women were afraid of being hurt by him. However, since James was so gentle with them, they rushed to him. Even if they couldn't have him, they could at least hug him. Meanwhile, Summer felt something was amiss, so she wanted to pull James away. Yet, the middle-aged boss stopped her. "Miss, you're this man's wife, right? Why don't you let him work at my bar? You'll be pleased with the salary that I'm offering for him. How does 50 thousand dollars a month sound?"A regular office worker wouldn't be able to earn half that amount of money. The boss of the bar was very generous. Though it was enough to hire a professional dancer, it wasn't sufficient for James. After all, James was the Quigleys' heir and the president of Quigley Group. Therefore, 50 thousand dollars wasn't enough to hire him. In fact, James