Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 487

Maja glanced at the message on her phone, then at the pile of paperwork on her desk.

She sent a reply.

“I might be a little late.”

“Alright.”

Seeing his response, Maja put her phone aside and concentrated on the paperwork.

Once she was done, she looked up at the sky outside and realized it was already late. She quickly grabbed her phone to check the time.

Four hours had passed since she started talking to lan.

She furrowed her brows, wondering if lan would really wait for her that long.

“Mr. Raymond, where are you?”

“The Raymond Corporation.”

The office atmosphere was heavy, and the higher–ups reporting to lan could tell his mood was off.

As they left, they all seemed a bit scared, quickly warning their incoming colleagues, “Mr. Raymond’s in a bad mood; watch out.”

So, those who planned to report to him that evening didn’t dare enter the office..

Penny said she’d be late and had him waiting for four hours.

She really had no sense of time. He never had to wait this long for anyone.

But seeing her message, his anger subsided a bit, and swallowing his emotions, he replied with the location.

Maja sent

I come see you

read the message, and

“Come now.”

typed out these words, then slowly deleted

“Whatever you want.”

instead, then stood up, not even looking at the gift on the desk, and left

got back to his hotel, he still

person who became more collected

called, asking if he was back in the country and if he

only called to go drinking.

finished his work, so he drove

his eyes were as deep as the ocean floor. He was calm and

he heard a knock on his car window. He frowned,

a dark red suit, and he had just thrown a bow

currently watching lan with

what

at him, then rolled up

the light turned green, lan floored it.

out from the side; it was

and his foot was heavy on the

all, he noticed that lan was in a bad mood

straight towards Samuel; if Samuel didn’t swerve out of the

Samuel cursed

seeing lan’s car suddenly

were heavy on

there were many large trucks on the

were many large

tonight, one that he had

match a professional sports car. But lan was driving so fast–faster than