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Enchanted By His Charm

Chapter 936 936: Your Wife Is Crazy
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Everything just went so quickly that Roy could not get it into control.

Everything was so wild that when the lamp broke, Roy felt so afraid. He thought that if the lamp had fallen on his head, he would have walked out of the office with gauze on his head.

Roy didn't know what was wrong with Irish. Although his sister's temper was very strange, she would not change so quickly and hit him. Even when she had not had a good relationship with the Lakes before, she didn't hit him.

"Irish…"

"Roy, you are such a bad guy! Could you not call me so intimately? I am not so close to you!" Irish shouted loudly. And then she just picked up the glass on the desk and threw it to Roy.

This time the glass bumped into the wall, and it broke.

"Irish, are you crazy? Who is a bad guy? Can you criticize me in that way?" Then, seeing something flying there, Roy just shouted.

"Do you deserve that? Shit! I don't even want to talk to you since you have done so many bad things."

Roy just evaded her attack. It was so difficult for him.

Steven raised Irish. She was not a master, but she was quicker than Roy. She threw it frequently and accurately. Every time she just drove him to nowhere.

At last, Roy even wanted to find a white cloth to give in to her, so he just begged once and once again, "Please, just tell me why you are attacking me."

"Dare you just pretend to be innocent? Aren't you clear about what you have done to Cassie?"

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Roy was in a daze.

Just when he was in a daze, Irish ran forward quickly and put Roy's hands behind her. Roy shouted loudly. Irish didn't intend to let him go and just pressed his face onto the desk with great strength. At the same time, she put on a lot of strength again.

Roy screamed.

"Irish! I am your brother. Can you just do that?" He was anxious.

"If you were not my brother, I would have killed you with a knife." Irish pulled his hands again.

Roy's screaming was so loud. Before, Leo loved to pretend to be weak, and he just didn't hit her back, seeming that he was not good at it at all. If it were not for the Three Rivers Arts Festival, Irish would not have thought Leo was also strong.

Roy was rather different from Leo.

Since he was very young, he hadn't touched boxing and just went to the gym regularly. The aim was to keep fit for the position of capital. Roy was not good at boxing or something, so he was the one who was really weak.

Outside the office, Joseph came there.

Roy's assistant heard the sound. Before, she didn't notice it since she knew that Irish had come in, but later she heard something broken and Irish's roaring.

She found something strange. As an assistant, she dared not to see what was happening. On the one hand, Roy didn't order her to come in; on the other hand, Irish said something like "shareholders" or "chairman's sister." She could not deal with it well.

So, she just found Joseph hurriedly.

The meeting was to end. Joseph was ordering his assistant to cancel some schedules, and at this time, Roy's assistant ran forward anxiously.

Joseph couldn't imagine how things went just from Irish's smiling face in his memory just now, but he could figure out some importance since the secretary seemed serious.

As for why he just figured out some sort of importance, it was because he was clear that, at present, Roy hadn't offended Irish, so the issues would not be so serious.

As he went to the door, Joseph heard Roy's shouting, and it was not until then that he realized that he thought it simple. He came forward with big steps and pushed the door open.

The scene shocked Joseph, and the assistant behind him also opened her eyes.

Roy, the board director, was just pressed on the desk. His face was nearly flat, and his eyebrows just twisted with each other. He seemed to be suffering.

Joseph hadn't thought he would see this scene, so he just stopped there.

Seeing Joseph come, Roy seemed to find a savior. He didn't consider whether his employees were in the office, and he just shouted to ask for help from Joseph.

"Please save me! Your wife is crazy now!"

"You are crazy!" Irish was angry as she heard this, and she just made more strength.

"Ah!"

Roy's shouting came again.

"Let me go! My arms are broken!" Roy cried.

"You don't need your arms! I should cut your hands; otherwise, you will continue to hurt good girls!" Irish said firmly.

Irish's words shocked Joseph. What had Roy done? Hurt good girls?

The assistant behind her also opened her eyes. She looked at Irish as if she were looking at an angel.

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"Joseph, why are you still standing there? You will not see me again if you don't save me now!" Roy shouted again.

Irish still didn't stop her action and yelled at Joseph, "I am killing a bad guy. Just leave me alone!"

The description seemed to be too serious. 

Roy resisted. However, he couldn't win.

Joseph didn't come forward immediately and just said to Roy's assistant, "Please go out first."

The assistant trembled and said yes. She went out and closed the door.

Since only three of them were in the office, Joseph asked, "Roy, what have you done?"

Roy's face was pressed. Hearing Joseph's questions, he was angry, "You two are really a family. Joseph, please just help me and do not ask more."

His head was patted by Irish heavily. It ached. 

"Why should my husband help you?"

"Irish!"

Roy pretended to be fierce, but Irish didn't stop.

Joseph didn't stop Irish and just walked to the sofa. Sitting down, he took a cigar on the desk as if he were the host. Then, he just ignited the cigar regardless of the terrible scene, leaning against the sofa and crossing his left leg on the right one.

Roy went mad.

"Do you have any conscience or not? How can you smoke any cigar at this time?" He shouted at Joseph, "What's more, I've just taken much time to find those cigars. Who let you smoke it?"

Joseph didn't speak, and then Irish said, twisting him, "You are such a bad guy. Do you deserve a cigar?"

"Please state it clearly. What's the reason for your anger?"