The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 165

What Mark said was reasonable. Yvette could not find fault with him. "Really?"

"Yeah," Mark replied and went upstairs to get changed. Now there were only Yvette and Summer in the

living room.

Just when Yvette was about to speak, a series of footsteps was heard before Grace and Charlie came

through the door.

"Happy New Year, Ms. Yvette. It has been so long yet you still look as pretty as ever." Charlie's

charming eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.

No one disliked compliments. Yvette was no exception. She broke into a bright smile. "You

sweettalker."

While speaking, Yvette cast her eyes on Grace, looking at her up and down. "This is..."

Grace was wearing fur and a short skirt with heavy makeup, her black wavy hair cascading down her

shoulders.

"Nice to meet you. I am a friend of Summer's. I have always wanted to meet you because I have heard

from Summer that you are young and beautiful," Grace said politely.

Grace was good with people. She knew what to say and when to say it, depending on the people and

circumstances.

But Yvette disliked women with heavy makeup. It got worse when she heard Grace was a friend of

Summer’s. She secretly despised Grace, but it did not show on her face. "Maria, two cups of coffee,

please."

Grace was smart enough to see that Yvette was giving her the cold shoulder. But she pretended not to

see it.

By this time, Mark had gotten changed and came downstairs. He raised his eyebrows when he saw

Charlie and Grace. "I didn't know that you two would come together."

Charlie gave him a sideways look. "Why wouldn't we come together, Mark?"

Grace quietly swept her eyes over Charlie, who had a hickey on the neck. She deliberately left that

hickey o n his neck last night. It now looked black and blue. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Mark glanced at the two with his eyes narrowed. But h e did not expose the two.

"How about we play poker since we are all free?" Charlie suggested.

Grace spread out her hands , meaning that she had no objection.

Neither did Mark and Summer, and they readily agreed.

Right at this time, Raine came downstairs. She first glanced at Mark, then at the others with a smile.

"Hi, Charlie."

"I didn’t know you were home too, Raine." Charlie had a charming smile on his face. He strode up to

her and gave her a big, warm hug.

Grace secretly stared at them. Mark's good-looking face still had that impassive expression that gave

out nothing.

"We are planning to play poker. Do you want to join u s?" Charlie asked as he pulled away from Raine.

Raine glanced at the four of them. "I am not so good at that."

"It doesn’t matter. You will be given a handicap." Charlie looked at Mark and Summer.

"Count me out. I will just watch you guys playing," Mark said.

They did not go to the room but stayed in the living hall. Four of them sat at the table while Mark stayed

out and watched from the sidelines.

Three women and a man, Charlie.

"Now, I am not going to pull punches just because you all are women. So you all had better prepare

yourselves. Let’s start with a higher ante: three thousand. How about that?"