Chapter 20

Alfie tore the contract and threw it in the air. Gerry and the other executives who had just exited the conference room were stunned. The executives walked right past with their heads down, but as Alfie’s secretary, Gerry naturally couldn’t walk away silently.

He stood aside, wishing to be invisible. But Santa didn’t quite hear him, and he was still standing before Alfie.

Alfie glanced at him and said, “Give me your phone.” His face was frostier,

Gerry took out his phone and glanced at Alfio, his back sweating in shock and his hand holding the cell phone trembling. “Here, Mr. Guzman.”

Alfie took the phone and saw that it was locked, and just as he was about to speak, Gerry stepped forward and unlocked it with his fingerprint

Alfie’s face darkened, and he said nothing and called Moira.

Moira answered quickly, “Hi, this is Moira. Who am I speaking to?”

Moira

on her leg and said distantly, “We’ll talk over dinner.” With that,

the words came out. He called back, only

this inexplicable feeling of annoyance, powerlessness, and fear. The considerate Moira seemed to have vanished after that

be so. He had been reflecting deeply on himself these days and felt that what he

when Moira was injured. When she was hospitalized for more than a month, Aiken and Juliet drove him away every time he visited, and

twelve years, and he ultimately chose Maira despite

Moira and was only feeling guilty

could punish him as she wished. But why

scared him. He was afraid their relationship would end

phone in Alfie’s hand, and although he was worried that

the phone to Gerry. “What

liked the sea. Alfie booked a yacht before the wedding, intending to give Moira

she married someone else. All that

arrived last Friday,” answered

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