The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan!-Chapter 463: Stirring Up Trouble

Looking for handsome guys and even hiring professional photographers for artistic photos, then binding them into an album—this seems like the ancient emperor’s process for choosing concubines, doesn’t it?

Her dad is truly doing his best here.

Jared Sullivan said, "Of course, my daughter wants to find a man, and he has to be the best-looking."

As for why not someone smart, Jared Sullivan thinks it’s hard to find anyone smarter than his daughter in this world.

Besides, being smart doesn’t mean much. It’s not about managing a household; being good-looking is enough.

Paige Sterling sighed, "Dad, I didn’t mean that."

Jared Sullivan chuckled and glanced at Wayne Wright.

Paige Sterling, "...Dad, I really didn’t mean that, I don’t need it, I’m doing fine right now."

The daughter actually doesn’t even look at these good-looking men and only has her eyes set on Wayne Wright?

Jared Sullivan, "What do you mean fine? You must not have rested well recently, and your eyesight is having issues—seeing the ugly as beautiful and the beautiful as ugly. Trust me, Dad finds the best-looking ones for you!"

He opened the album again and began to comment.

"Look at this one. I’ve seen him in person. He’s even better-looking than in the photos, and he has charming manners. If he accompanies you, you certainly wouldn’t be bored..." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Paige Sterling’s mouth twitched, "Dad, are you saying Wayne is ugly?"

Jared Sullivan did not hide his disdain, "Isn’t he ugly?"

As ugly as he is, yet he managed to attract his daughter, and even succeeded. Jared wonders what methods he used. He couldn’t allow this person to stay around his daughter.

But he definitely wouldn’t directly tell Paige to get rid of this ugly man; what if Paige becomes even more fixated on him instead?

So, he found these photos, thinking that these people are surely a hundred times better than Wayne Wright. After Paige looks at them, she’ll definitely be distracted and won’t remember Wayne Wright at all.

Despite this, Paige still looked at Wayne, her gaze serious, "Not ugly, to me he’s the best-looking."

Jared Sullivan, "..."

Great, the daughter’s eyes definitely have a problem.

No matter how much Jared Sullivan tried to persuade, Paige Sterling had no intention of calling those men to accompany her.

Seeing this, Jared Sullivan could only give up, but he looked at Wayne Wright with a hint of warning in his eyes.

Wayne Wright, "...", Haha, truly a Veridian father-in-law.

Because of that album, Wayne Wright remained silent for the rest of the time, genuinely reverting to a mute state, doing whatever Paige said without saying a word back.

Paige Sterling chuckled, "Go clean up the table for me."

Wayne Wright silently went to clean the table, while Paige sat in the chair with her legs crossed, watching Wayne Wright clean the table with a blank expression; she chuckled again, reached out to pat Wayne Wright’s butt.

"Really perky."

Wayne Wright, "..."

If he ignored Paige Sterling, Paige would only get cheekier, her hand sneaking under Wayne Wright’s clothes to feel his abs.

"Your abs are solid, too. Take off your clothes and let me see."

Wayne Wright stiffened—here she goes again.

When he didn’t move, Paige Sterling pinched his waist, "Did you hear me? Take them off, I want to see."

Wayne Wright gritted his teeth, turned around, his gaze like hooks as he looked at Paige Sterling, "Miss Sterling, what exactly do you want?"

Oh, finally speaking.

Paige Sterling grinned mischievously.

"Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you."

And she’s still claiming she won’t do anything?

"If Miss Sterling could remove her hand from inside my clothes, that statement would be more convincing."

Paige Sterling smiled, "I’ve already rejected all the handsome men my dad offered me for you, why not touch you? If I don’t touch you, should I touch those other men instead?"

Wayne Wright pursed his lips, Paige continued, "Besides, you know my husband has Alisa by his side now, I still need to find someone to keep me company, right? Just so happens your physique is quite similar to my husband’s. If it weren’t for your physique, just with that face, I wouldn’t even give you a second glance."

Wayne Wright continued to purse his lips.

So he’s a substitute?

His face darkened, forcefully pulling Paige’s hand out, "Please, Miss Sterling, don’t make jokes with me."

After he finished speaking, he coldly headed for the door.

Paige Sterling straightened her leg to block his way.

She was wearing a nightgown, her heel resting on the desk, her long, straight pale leg stretched right in front of Wayne Wright, making Wayne feel a little dry-mouthed.

Paige stared at him, "Do you remember what your commander said when I brought you back?"

"Paige said to take good care of me, to keep me happy, so as long as I’m happy, I can do anything to you, and you don’t have the right to refuse."

Wayne Wright, "..."

Paige Sterling, "Now I order you to take off your clothes."

This demoness!

Ultimately, Wayne Wright, under her gaze, removed his clothes.

Paige clicked her tongue twice, looked and touched him until she was satisfied, then said, "Alright, put them back on."

Just like that?

Wayne didn’t even know if he hoped Paige would do something or not, and slowly put his clothes back on.

Afterward, Paige issued another command, "Now, dress me."

Wayne Wright, "..."

Paige saw him standing still like a pillar and nudged him with her foot, "Did you hear? Hurry, or I’ll punish you for delaying my business."

Recalling Paige’s bizarre punishments, Wayne’s expression turned peculiar again.

He looked at Paige, who was expressionless, staring at him like a queen.

"If you don’t dress me, I’ll go out like this."

After speaking, she stood up, really about to leave wearing just the nightgown and barefoot.

Wayne grabbed her, gritting his teeth, "Fine, I’ll dress you."

He opened the wardrobe, and Paige directed, "I want to wear the ginger-colored dress."

Wayne took out the dress, while Paige, like a child, let Wayne handle her.

Once the dress was on, Wayne was already sweating profusely.

Paige still asked, "Why are you sweating? Is it hot?"

Seeing her pretend to be innocent, Wayne remained silent.

Paige chuckled, kicking his leg with her foot, "There are shoes too."

Wayne brought the shoes over and squatted before Paige.

He held Paige’s ankle, but Paige slyly slipped her foot free, using it to lift his chin.

"Looking at you like this, I feel you aren’t that ugly after all."

Wayne stayed expressionless, but clearly struggling to maintain his composure.

If Paige dared go further, Wayne wouldn’t mind making sure she couldn’t stand today.

Thankfully, Paige knew when to stop, and obediently let Wayne put her shoes on.

"Alright, grab my fishing gear, I’m going to the pond."

She walked ahead, and Wayne followed with the fishing gear.

In the villa area, there was a small fishing pond, usually frequented by elderly people.

But today, no one was there. Paige sat down.

Wayne adjusted the fishing rod for her and handed it over, while Paige leaned back, one hand on the rod and the other playing on her phone, but after a while, no fish bit, while Paige herself was nearly asleep out of boredom.

Wayne stood behind her holding an umbrella, watching Paige’s head nodding off until she finally couldn’t resist any longer and dozed off.

At this moment, the surroundings were silent, only occasionally the fish pond made a splash or two.

Wayne squatted down, gently brushed a strand of hair from Paige’s face over her ear.

Her skin was fair, and her face wasn’t particularly small, but just about the size of his palm, and the beautiful features matched perfect harmony.

Wayne’s hand softly touched her face, but quickly withdrew.

Recalling all the antics Paige had been up to these days, he sighed, then bent down to carry Paige back to the Sterling Family home.

Arriving at the living room, Jared Sullivan had just returned, sitting in the living room sighing.