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.

in the past three years, every time he came home, the first thing he saw

would greet him with a smile, hand him the slippers and say,

the table, he

Melvin, but that stupid

about it, he couldn't

wanted to taste that

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

years of marriage, to you, I have

she really had a clear conscience, what

a stirring of emotions in his chest. He angrily slammed close the refrigerator and went upstairs to

in the next

floor of Angle Group was

several rows and waited for the arrival of their own

Keith appeared at the lobby gate

and a pencil skirt. With her ponytail high up, she looked elegant and intellectual, chic

there was a commotion among

of the two walking in through

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

into a neat

smiled and nodded in

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

and not

wavy hair and rather heavy makeup, she was also

warmly, "Mr. Lloyd, you can rest assured that I

she stopped smiling and glanced at Lyra, "Lyra, please

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