Huo Zhenyang, having heard George's words, remained silent.
After a long while, he frowned deeply and waved his hand dismissively.
George thought that the Boss's anger had not subsided, and it would be inappropriate for him to lower his stance and seek out the young mistress again.
After all, the words that the young mistress threw at the Boss that day were too severe.
She actually said that in her memory there was no Boss, only Mr. Nie…
What was even more terrifying was that she even thanked the Boss for letting her off!
Given the Boss's temperament, it was already a feat of restraint that he hadn't strangled both of them on the spot…
George sighed and said no more, turning to arrange tonight's departure from the country.
George's figure disappeared from the living room.
Huo Zhenyang's gaze shifted, turning towards the cell phone on the coffee table.
He picked it up subconsciously.
He decided to make a call first.
He opened the contacts list and dialed her number.
