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 with

I see…

anything happens, I’ll ask them to inform

“Thank you.”

than ten hours of flight, the man looked tired. When

his eyes on the

than five years. This country didn’t welcome a capitalist like him. His

outside the airport had been waiting for a long time. Bert

front of the apartment. The man in the back seat couldn’t wait for the

out.

walked to the elevator and pressed the button. As the floor rose,

with the scene. of her being bullied, and his body was about to explode with worry. Only when he saw her with his own eyes,

elevator

collar, strode to the