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 still

the splint on her leg and said distantly, “We’ll talk over

words came out. He called back, only

inexplicable feeling of annoyance, powerlessness, and fear. The considerate Moira seemed to

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

save Claire’s life. He didn’t expect the car accident and felt horrible when Moira was injured. When she was hospitalized for more than a month, Aiken and Juliet drove him away every time he visited, and he could only sneak into the hospital late at night to look

childhood sweethearts for twelve years,

on Moira and was only feeling guilty

him as she wished. But why didn’t she listen

it scared him. He was afraid their relationship

that Alfie might smash it, he did not dare to speak when Alfie was

a minute, Alfie returned the phone to Gerry. “What about the Galeon 640

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

ruined, and she married someone else. All

arrived last Friday,”

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