Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 668

Who was next in line?

Maja was overshadowed by lan’s presence, and he had a painful grip on her chin.

lan looked down at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions.

“Come in with me,” He let go of her.

Leaving her outside was far from safe.

With no other choice, Maja followed lan inside.

Inside sat a foreign woman accompanied by some top brass.

The entire conversation was conducted in a foreign language.

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When it came down to it, the woman asked her own top brass to leave.

In the blink of an eye, it was just her and lan, and Maja sitting not too far away.

Maja didn’t join them at the table but found a nearby sofa to sit on.

The woman said something to lan in a low voice, too quiet for Maja to catch.

Then she heard lan’s voice, intentionally raising his pitch, “She’s just my secretary.”

No sooner had lan’s words fallen than the woman stood up, unhesitatingly slid into lan’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

something into lan’s ear, golden hair cascading over his shoulder. Her actions were laden with seduction.

seeing Maja from the corner of his eyes, he paused, and started to laugh out loud with the woman

red lips brushed against his ear from time to time, and she

that any longer,

although in her thirties, she was well–preserved and

to this private room, I’d like to have a word with you in

this, Maja tightened her grip on the documents in her hand.

and the footsteps of two people standing

her, “Don’t let anyone else in.”

was as clear as daylight what he was up to.

nothing, sitting up

if lan was waiting for Maja to react in some way, lingering for a

averting her gaze to the door as if

suddenly felt annoyed and followed the

woman tiptoed to

laughter and the sound

in

emerged, the woman’s hair was slightly disheveled, still wearing her

lan, then left with her

“Let’s go.”

towards Maja; his tone

dazed, but she tried to control herself

her, couldn’t resist himself from

different people is indeed nice, Penny, you should know what I mean,

traces of lipstick were visible on his white shirt collar.

and replied, “Mr. Raymond, you’re a busy man,

this wasn’t exactly a compliment,