My American magical life
Chapter 1141: 148: Wolf's Wife

Chapter 1141: Chapter 148: Wolf’s Wife

Pennsylvania, Philadelphia, Tiffany walked out of the law firm.

Nowadays, there were no reporters hovering like vultures at the door to catch her off guard.

The girl wasn’t too naïve; she seldom gave those reporters a chance. Without stories, the news-chasers wouldn’t persist.

Standing at the law firm’s entrance, Tiffany saw the car that had come to pick her up.

She took a deep breath, pushed down her scattered thoughts, and walked toward the black Mercedes.

The Mercedes drove away quietly, while the paparazzi hidden in the shadows sprang into action, following swiftly.

“Let’s go! I told you it wouldn’t be a waste to wait!”

The vultures in plain sight were gone, but the undercover paparazzi were not giving up!

“If we capture intimate photos of her and her fiancé this time, we can earn at least ten thousand dollars!”

Dedication is one of the requisite qualities for professional media!

However, the car that picked up Tiffany went straight to the airport, ensuring the paparazzi wouldn’t capture anything.

Several groups of paparazzi met on the roadside near the airport, then each went their separate way, continuing to hover near Tiffany’s rented apartment.

Yet, human initiative and enthusiasm only distinguish themselves when the situation looks grim. Compared to other paparazzi, one who craved progress thought of an idea.

“Help me check the recent flights. If we know what planes are departing from Philadelphia Airport in the next hour, we can guess where she’s headed!”

The assistant immediately went into work mode and quickly provided a result.

“We can rule out destinations in Canada, and the flight to London can be excluded too. Domestically, there are four flights. Excluding two to small towns, only San Rodolfo and Boston remain!”

The paparazzo didn’t hesitate, immediately calling a friend in San Rodolfo.

“Go to the airport. The Great Commander’s second daughter has been picked up by a mysterious car and is flying to San Rodolfo. I’ll get there soon, but can you cover for me at the airport first?”

“Two meals!”

“Damn it, just get over there now!”

After hanging up, the paparazzo suppressed his excitement and calmly said,

“Book a ticket to San Rodolfo. We’re going to hit it big this time.”

“Hit it big? Why? She’s just going to San Rodolfo, and she might not even be going to San Rodolfo; isn’t there also a flight to Boston?”

“What do you know? The Great Commander recently went to San Rodolfo to support the new Big Committee Chairman of the California Elephant Party, and that chairman, Wolf Dracula…”

“I know, he’s also one of those damn Shamite wanderer tycoons!”

“No, I’m saying Wolf Dracula isn’t married!”

“Huh?”

“Yes, Tiffany might be having a secret meeting with Wolf. The Great Commander needs to find a new man for his second daughter to offset the influence of those matters!”

That’s America, full of criminals and fools, but also not lacking truly smart people.

Someone always waits for an opportunity, and today, this clever paparazzo seized his chance!

—————–

The Panthejis Theater, the very theater plagued by Lisa’s resentment, was packed today.

In a private box, Tiffany was on a date with Wolf.

But since the girl entered until now, Wolf had spoken to her only four times.

He didn’t quite know how to interact with young women like her.

Even, the Chairman had some thoughts about asking Cheng to come and assist.

While Cheng wasn’t exactly a great person, he was definitely talented.

‘Even if he doesn’t come, having Benny here would improve things a lot…’

The Chairman played with his glass, pretending to be immersed in the performance, lost in thought for a moment.

A marriage alliance was what he wanted. After all, the right to inherit MAGA was too tempting, especially for someone like Wolf with a performance-driven persona who craved being on the stage.

He yearned for power and people’s adoration.

But wanting an alliance didn’t mean he wanted to deal with women—this was painful.

“Uh, change Mr. Dracula’s drink.”

Tiffany pressed the service button.

“No need, I mean, thank you, but I don’t need it. I like the feeling of a buzz, but I don’t like getting drunk.”

Wolf replied dramatically.

Women were truly troublesome beings.

If he could skip the communication with Tiffany and jump straight to marriage, how great it would be.

But obviously, Wolf wasn’t powerful enough yet to disregard the Great Commander’s influence.

Even if Tiffany wasn’t the Great Commander’s most favored daughter, it didn’t mean others could treat her lightly.

In America, insulting family is even more offensive than insulting the individual.

“Really? I don’t like getting drunk either; it causes headaches and a sense of losing control.”

Tiffany nonchalantly responded; she didn’t like this awkward meeting either.

But for her, compared to selling out her marriage, some things were more worth caring about.

That’s how she could overcome inner pressure and come to San Rodolfo to meet Wolf, making preliminary preparations for the upcoming wedding.

“A sense of losing control? Do you prefer the feeling of being in control?”

Wolf finally found a bit of his stride in communication, and once he detached from his psychological aversion to marrying a woman, his level returned.

“Mr. Wolf, you don’t have to test me. I’m very amenable to walking into the marriage hall with you, as long as you don’t mind the sensitive aspects of my past.”

Tiffany sensed Wolf’s reluctance.

This man had no intention of engaging her emotionally; conversations felt like business negotiations, even giving her the illusion of facing her father.

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