Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

The man’s deep eyes suddenly became very deep, and there was a storm brewing in the depths of his dark pupils, like a tornado sweeping through the sea, stirring up huge waves.

If it wasn’t for his old age, he didn’t know what he would do. But now, he couldn’t turn a blind eye to it.

He opened the contact list and dialed Marcellus’ number. The phone rang twice and he picked it up. Marcellus’s mischievous voice came from the other end of the line. “Huston?”

“Marcellus, I need your help with something.” He got straight to the point and was even a little.

anxious.

He had never asked for anyone’s help so easily. Now that he had asked for it, Marcellus naturally wouldn’t let him go. “Huston, just say it.”

“When you hang up the phone later, find someone to help me monitor the phone numbers of the Old Master and the Old Madam. The landline at home is

“Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd?” Marcellus was stunned and confused. “Huston, are you sure you’re not mistaken?”

looking for trouble

I see…

no problem. If anything happens,

“Thank you.”

than ten hours of flight, the man

on the

a capitalist like him. His every move would cause fluctuations, so this time he

the airport had been waiting for a long time. Bert

stopped steadily in front of the apartment. The man in the

out.

button. As the floor rose, the desire to see them grew stronger.

was filled with the scene. of her being bullied, and his body was about

The elevator arrived.

collar, strode to the