Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 234

Finley then kissed her on the head through the quilt before leaving with a smile.

Hearing the bedroom door shut with a click, Sofia slowly got out of the quilt, her forehead covered with fine beads of

sweat.

She stared blankly at the minimalist chandelier above her head, feeling a little complicated.

She lay down for a while, got up and found her bag, opened the interlayer, took out a pill, and stuffed it into her mouth.

The pill was pressed on the tip of her tongue, and bursts of bitterness hit her. She turned around and walked to the small refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed it and tilted her head up to drink it.

Sofia’s hands tightly gripped the bottle, and she didn’t recover for a long time.

Finley left by private plane, Sofia asked the front desk to

check Finley’s recent itinerary under the pretext that she was the assistant to the president.

Only a simple foreign country is marked, and there is no specific marking of where to go abroad or what kind of meeting to hold.

probably went to do something very secret this

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president’s office on the 28th floor. Now Sofia is Finley’s administrative assistant, so she naturally has the right to enter the 28th floor. The other employees have various guesses in their hearts, and they

her quiet actions, had Mr. Stwart sending the long–time

Group’s shares, and in a sense, she is

very soft, even with

assistant to the president also has his own separate office, right next to the

next to Justin’s office, and after going out the door,

office on the twenty–eighth floor. It was not a mess of mahogany appliances, but a small and fresh decoration

is an independent rest room in the interior, the walls are painted light green, a small Nordic–style wooden round table, a gold–plated tea cup, even

things, put away her laptop, and walked

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hurriedly came out from the lounge next to the office, he was really

going out?” Zion walked over.

to the president’s office to get a

pace under Zion’s feet stopped, and he didn’t intend to go back.

your prisoner. Besides, Mr. Stwart also said that you are only responsible