Could it be Keith Lloyd?

Melvin frowned, his voice was cold and stern, "Keep searching, and send someone to investigate Keith. Report to me as soon as you find it."

"Yes."

Fred nodded his head, but defiance was written on his face.

Seeing that he was still standing there, Melvin was puzzled, "What are you standing here for? You've got something to say?"

Fred hesitated for a minute, knowing that it might piss off his boss, but he couldn't hold it back.

"Sorry, sir, but you're confusing me more and more. You are obviously divorced, but you are still so concerned about your ex-wife, when you should actually pay attention to Miss Matthews. May I ask what are you thinking?"

Melvin's eyes dimmed. He casually picked up the glass ashtray on the table, and smashed it towards Fred's feet.

"Scram."

Fred knew it was time for him to leave.

Melvin smoked two more cigarettes, and he looked a little hazy under the lingering smoke.

Feeling a bit hungry, he got up and opened the refrigerator.

The refrigerator was full, all of which were his favorite foods.

He was stunned in place.

every time he came home, the first thing he saw would always be Lyra's expectant

a smile, hand him the slippers and say, "You're

on the table, he

from Melvin, but that stupid

it, he couldn't help laughing

to taste that hot

the last words of Lyra before she left the party tonight rang in his ears all of

After three years of marriage, to you, I

clear conscience, what was

been thinking about Lyra, Melvin had a stirring of emotions in his chest. He angrily slammed close

in the next

the first floor of Angle Group was full of

rows and waited for

an hour later, Keith appeared at the lobby gate with

a two-piece white suit– a jacket and a pencil skirt. With her ponytail high

appearance, there was a

walking in through the door was just too

announced solemnly, "This is Miss Lyra Carroll, the company's new director of the agent department, who will be working with you all

into

smiled and

about the recent business progress and goals. Then he let the people go back to their desks,

not yet familiar with the

was called out by Keith, was the agent-in-chief. Brownish wavy hair and rather heavy

head repeatedly and smiled warmly, "Mr. Lloyd, you can rest assured that I

smiling and glanced at

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