Chapter 1372

Just then, Chandler walked over. He casually wrapped his arm around Helen's waist as he stood beside her. "Mr. Lescher and Mr. Crawford, the competition has been over for a while now. Why aren't you letting my wife leave?" Chandler joked. "Wife?" Adam tensed, releasing his grip on Helen. He adjusted his glasses, scrutinizing Chandler from head to toe. He was decent-looking and tall. Along with his muscular build, he gave off an air of sharpness and sensibility. He was just about the right fit for Helen. Noticing the disdain in Adam's eyes, Chandler felt a pang of exasperation. "Mr. Lescher, do I really look that bad?" "Whether you look bad depends on who you're compared to," Adam replied, subtly expressing his disapproval. Chandler let out a sigh, gently squeezing Helen's shoulder as he looked at her. "Did you catch that? Mr. Lescher thinks your taste is lacking. But I see it differently—choosing you as my wife makes me the luckiest person in the world." The previously awkward a