President Jones is a "scheming bitch"_1

Looking up, she met Adam Jones's soft, smiling gaze. "You'll get wrinkles if you keep frowning."

Elly Campbell wanted to say something else when Adam Jones bent down, whispering in her ear, "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"Who's worried about you? I'm afraid your skills won't cut it and you'll drop me off your back."

Having her concerns noticed by Adam Jones, Elly's face took on a hint of discomfort.

Avoiding Adam's smiling eyes, she lowered her gaze and spoke in a low voice, her ears heating up once again.

Adam almost adored her contradictory nature, really wanting to hug her and kiss her fiercely, but at that moment, he restrained himself.

With a glint in his narrowed eyes, looking at Elly's flushed ears, he chuckled with pleasure, "Whether my skills are up to par or not, isn't our son the best proof?"

Elly Campbell: "..."

She shouldn't be talking to this man, who knows where he learned such flirty lines.