Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love

The next day, Aydan woke up with a kick from Phillip.

He saw Phillip standing in front of him with a cold face when he opened his eyes. Aydan scratched his hair which looked like a chicken nest. He sat up from the sofa with a pillow looked at his watch. "It's not time to go to work yet. Why are you here so early?"

Yesterday, he originally had planned to sleep in a hotel after picking up Fred.

But he did not expect that Fred had already prepared a place to stay. He was too lazy to go a long distance to a hotel and simply went back to the Moore Group to sleep in his office.

Phillip sat down in front of a desk and looked up at Aydan, who seemed to be in a daze.

"Did you pick up Fred?"

Aydan stood up and staggered towards the bathroom in the lounge.

"Yes, I did. He is just like the rumors say. At my first observation, he has a changing temper, an outwardly kind but inwardly cruel person."

Phillip raised his eyebrows.

Aydan suddenly walked out with a cup of water in his hand, his mouth was still full of bubbles.

"Oh, by the way, he said that they would come to our company at ten o'clock today. Because they said that they would use their people all the way, I didn't arrange anyone to go there, and..." Phillip frowned when he saw his appearance.

"Tidy up yourself before you speak!"

Aydan took ten minutes to quickly tidy himself up.

"Phillip, should we send someone over to help? Is he really going to be in charge of everything?"

In any case, it was a project that the Moore Group had invested in. It was too risky to let some outsiders be in charge.

"Fred had said one word before."

Aydan was interrogative.

"He said, 'I only cooperate with smart people.' Since that's the case, he naturally won't let anything that you worry about happen. It won't do him any good if he offends the Moore Group."

...

Ann had returned to her normal working state and rushed through the hall with her record charts, following the group members to the working room.

She did not notice the person coming and accidentally bumped into him.

The stack of records in her hand fell to the ground. Ann apologized as she anxiously bent over to pick up the scattered records.

Suddenly, she saw a slender and white hand.

Ann looked up and saw a pair of warm smiling eyes. Her eyes were wide open and felt shocked.

"Fred?"

Fred put on a meaningful smile. He naturally helped Ann stand up and handed her the record charts on his hands.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you, my friend?"

When the surrounding staff members heard his intimate tone, they couldn't help but look at Ann with a strange gaze.

Wasn't there a scandal about her and the president a while ago?

Why did she suddenly become so intimate with this unknown handsome guy?

However, Ann seemed to have gotten used to it. "You suddenly came back this time. If you notify me in advance, I'll pick you up."

Fred reached out and rubbed Ann's head, "This time is for business. But you have to leave your lunchtime for me."

Ann only reacted when she heard him saying business.

She thought, 'I heard from my colleagues in the company that the Moore Group had invested a lot and invited an advertising genius, Fred Anderson, to film the perfume advertisement for the next quarter.' It really was him.

Ann returned to her senses and noticed the group of people standing behind Fred.

Realizing that she was still in the company, Ann avoided Fred's hand and kept a distance between them. She blinked and whispered.

"At noon, I'll wait for you at the bus stop nearby. I'll treat you a meal."

Fred smiled and nodded.

Fred stood in place and paused for a moment as he watched Ann run away. Then, he put on a more meaningful smile.

Inside the conference room.

Fred and Phillip sat on both sides of the conference table. At this time, they were having a secret meeting about the next season's new product cooperation.

Fred was not only the partner who was invited by the Moore Group to shoot the next season's perfume advertisement, but also the founder of the cooperative brand that the Moore Group would develop together in the future.

Only a few people were sitting in the meeting room, but they were both trusted aides of both sides.

The Gael Group's agents respectfully retreated to the side after introducing the perfume advertisement.

Phillip leaned against the chair behind him and said, "I believe in Mr. Fred's ability. This perfume advertisement will give everyone a huge surprise."

Fred still had a gentle and harmless smile on his face, and a modest tone.

"Mr. Phillip, you flatter me."

After a pause, Fred spoke indifferently.

"Mr. Phillip, for our cooperation, I need to borrow someone from your company to be my assistant."

Phillip raised his eyebrows and gaze at Fred's gentle face, using his long fingers to tap the table unhurriedly. "Oh? It seems that Mr. Fred already has a candidate in mind?"

Fred said, "Yes."

"I'm a little curious about this person who can catch Mr. Fred's interest. Why don't you tell me about it?"

"Ann."

Phillip's fingers that were tapping on the table paused. His smile became a bit of coldness as he narrowed his eyes to look at Fred, who still had a gentle expression.

Fred did not seem to notice that Phillip was unhappy. "If my news is correct, she should be a perfume master of your company now."

Phillip pursed his thin lips. It seemed that the atmosphere in the conference room dropped to a freezing point in an instant.

Aydan sat next to Phillip, trembling with fear.

He secretly gritted his teeth and looked at Fred, who still had a gentle expression.

He thought, 'This person must be here to pick a fight!'

Looking at his brother's expression, he deliberated and said, "Mr. Fred, Ann has just joined our company not long ago and she doesn't have much professional experience. Why don't I arrange a more experienced perfumer for you?"

"Aydan, thank you for your kindness, but Ann was taught by me. Compared to other people, she is more compatible to work with me."

Phillip's face was getting more and more sullen, his veins on hand became more obvious.

Aydan leaned back slightly. He was worried that his brother would lose himself. He was ready to get up and stop him at any time.

At the same time, he was cursing Fred in his mind, 'What the hell is this?'

Phillip's eyes were filled with coldness and his voice was cold.

"I don't agree to it!"

Fred seemed to be a little surprised. He thoughtfully looked at Phillip and crossed his slender hands elegantly.

"Mr. Phillip, I think you should give me a reason to convince me."

Phillip sneered. In his deep and dark eyes, there was an undisguised possessive about women.

"Because I don't have a good temper, I can't bear to see my beloved get too close to other people. No matter that person is male or female."¶¶¶¶