Jasper, who was waiting outside the door, had a twitching of his mouth. The general really wouldn't let go of any chance to be tender and affectionate with the lady.

Hector couldn't help saying, "Jasper, if the boss doesn't show up soon, he'll be late. This banquet was specially prepared for him by the president in collaboration with military and political bigwigs."

Jasper, of course, knew that the general had quarreled with the president several times over the matter of the lady, and there was a little bit of a grudge between them. The purpose of the president holding this party was also to give the general a way out.

He then gave Hector a look: "According to the general's fighting ability, it will probably be tomorrow before you knock on the door."

"Why me again?

Jasper gives a sly smile: "Then I'll have to tell you the secret that you like Amanda."

Hector blushed: "No, no, can I knock?"

Amanda was a goddess in his heart, to be admired from afar and not to be trifled with. Besides, a person of his status was not worthy of her, and he felt he would keep this secret to himself for the rest of his life.

He gritted his teeth and knocked on the door: "boss, that's about right, Mr. President called to urge."

Bang! A heavy object hit the door hard, he gasped, and it was best to run away.

In the bedroom Olivia looked at the kiss mark on her snow-white neck and glared angrily at someone with a satisfied face: "How can I go out to see people like this!"

Evander is haughty: "Who dares to say anything about my woman?"

She said in a huff, "I'll be like a Wolf that never gets enough to feed, sooner or later you'll drain me dry!"

He smiled and held her in his arms: "Well, I would rather die for you."

She clenched her small pink fists and they rained down on his chest.

He smiled and kissed her hand: "Does it hurt? I feel heartbroken just looking at it."

She gave him a cold look. It would be strange if it didn't hurt. His body was full of tendons, like a wall of copper and iron.

He immediately took out a red chiffon shawl from the wardrobe and tied it around her shoulder. "That's just right. This can only be mine. It won't be seen by other men."

His fingers brushed past her sexy collarbone, and a triumphant smile was on the corner of his mouth.

"Cunning little man, did you do it on purpose?"

He gave her shiny, plump lips a light peck: "You guessed it right, as a reward."

A chill ran down her neck, and she looked down at an extremely exquisite crystal necklace, with a heart-shaped pendant in the middle, resplendent and luxurious.

"Remember, never take off this necklace at any time."

"Isn't this another locator?"

"Good, anything can happen at the party at any time, and it's all for your safety."

"Humph! Why don't you say you've made too many enemies? '

"Then do you regret following me?"

"I regret... It's too late, and you won't let me off."

He smiled and gave her a kiss on the forehead: "You're smart."

Evander immediately changed into a black suit. A man of his good looks, great physique and long legs was just a walking clothes rack, except that in his military uniform he was domineering and cold, but now he was more handsome and seduced, enough to make women scream.

More than a dozen stylists permed and put on makeup for Olivia, and an hour later she appeared before the crowd with big waves, elegant and charming, stunning everyone.

Evander patted his arm, and she casually linked it, and they got into the car together.

He said in a low voice, "I'm a bit regretful. I'm going to be with me all the time at the banquet, do you hear me?"

She was a bit at a loss for words: "Then you might as well not let me go out in the future. Just lock me at home and let you watch alone."

"This suggestion is indeed worth considering."

Seeing his serious look, she was a little anxious: "Hey, Evander, I'm not your pet dog."

He leaned over and kissed her earlobe in an ambiguous tone, saying, "You are my little female dog. When I lift my legs, you have to pout your bottom."

She grinds her teeth: "Vulgar!"

This guy is simply a beast in disguise, and even a full suit can't change the inner side of a rogue, but he has a demonic face that exudes a kind of handsome, cold charm, noble, just... He is a sanctimonious man!

The banquet is held at the Glass Palace in Rome, the ancient capital of C, which has stood for centuries of vicissitudes. The Glass Palace was often used by the president to entertain foreign guests, but today it is used to celebrate Evander's success, and the glory and political significance of this are well known to all.

Under the lights, the entire palace was resplendent and radiant, with the president's guards and band standing neatly outside the hall, adding a touch of solemnness.

Olivia, holding Evander's arm, walked slowly towards the clinking of glasses.

"Nervous?"

"What do I have to be nervous about? I have the best general of Country C by my side, something any woman would ever want."

Evander, with a slight upturn of his lips, led her towards the group of military and political bigwigs.

Their appearance was a sight to behold, handsome men and beautiful women, as if they were beauties.

"General Evander's female companion tonight is really beautiful."

"She's not my companion, but my wife," Evander corrected seriously.

The people were taken aback and then quipped, "General Evander is really not kind. He got married and didn't even give us a few invitations."

The situation is urgent. Please understand. I will personally deliver the wedding invitations to all of you at that time.

"Ha ha ha... Let's wait and see."

Evander introduced Olivia one by one, and every time he mentioned that she was his wife, a sweet smile would casually appear on his face.

When the president appeared in the hall, people gathered around him.

Evander, along with Olivia, also came forward to greet him.

A strange feeling flashed through Mr. President's mind when he saw Olivia.

"Is this the woman you picked?"

Evander held her in his arms, his face full of pride: "Yes."

"Well, pretty."

His gaze looked as if he were admiring a vase, which made Olivia very uncomfortable.

He took the wine glass handed over by the waiter and tapped it slightly against the one in Olivia's hand: "I hope I can still drink your wedding wine."

There was a subtle irony and provocation in his tone.

Olivia smiled slightly: "That's natural, Mr. President is in the prime of his life, there's still a long way to go, and you'll be able to drink this wedding wine in your lifetime."

There was a hint of hostility in his brows, but he was relieved soon and laughed heartily: "The woman you chose is quite interesting."

Evander smiled and clinked glasses with him: "She is not an official, and her words are a bit casual. I hope the president will forgive me."

The president smiled slightly. The two men, one with a red face and the other with a white face, sang very well.

I have something important to talk to you about.

Evander frowned slightly.

The president laughed: "What? Can't bear to part with your lovely wife?"

Olivia touched the necklace around her neck and winked at him, indicating that he should not worry.

Evander followed the president away.

She didn't like the lively atmosphere, so she found a quiet corner to sit down.

At this moment, a clear and beautiful female voice came: "Olivia, how boring it is for you to be here alone. Come with us to the VIP room to play cards. It's a perfect match for the three missing."