Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 520

Finley ordered these women to stay, and Meroy glanced at the dozen or so beautiful girls behind him with their heads all

overgrown.

Finley’s face darkened, and the others didn’t dare to say anything, they all avoided, leaving room for their own

president to give full play.

“Open the wine!”

Finley’s face turned pale, and his voice was as heavy as water.

Paul coughed, before saying that Finley had opened the wine.

The girls on the left and right looked at their big boss, each of them cautiously looked like children waiting to eat fruit in a kindergarten classroom.

Originally decorated in a low–key and luxurious box with a large space, there was only the sound of Finley pouring wine for himself at this time, and no one dared to speak. The atmosphere in the box was so weird that it didn’t look like an entertainment place like Charming Bar, It feels like entering a haunted house that escaped from the room.

Meroy still couldn’t help reminding, “Mr. Stwart, I heard that you just had an operation, drinking alcohol hurt your health, why don’t they sing you a song.”

of him, raised his head and

girls beside him took out tissues and helped

up with a

Finley’s eyes were broken, and he

to the bathroom, you guys

bathroom, splashed ice water on his face,

asleep here. She just helped her younger brother pack up his books and plans to contact the school tomorrow so that his younger brother can resume

younger brother’s current situation is very special. He has a mental illness and has neglected

younger brother catch up the basic knowledge, but in fact, he doesn’t need to hire a

task. Apart from doing those jewelry

to help contact a private school in NY. This private aristocratic school

for tutoring, and was about to send

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pencils when Paul’s phone call

came in.

for you to answer the phone now?”

“Convenience, you say.”