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Chapter 1260 A Difficult Problem
Marcellus was quite satisfied with the result and nodded. "Okay."
"I will comfort Miss. Juliet when she comes back to work. Mr. Perkins, what else can I do for you?" The manager
reported to him in detail.
However, when Marcellus heard the word 'comfort,' he stopped what he was doing. He was stunned for a moment,
put down the beer, picked up the phone, and put it close to his ear again. "Who asked you to comfort her? She was
scared. If it weren't for her courage, she wouldn't have dared to go to that private room today?"
The manager thought that he was confused out of concern. "In fact, it's not entirely Miss. Juliet's fault.
I'll tell her afterward, and she'll understand."
"Tsk," Marcellus clicked his tongue. He was very disgusted with his subordinates, who were occasionally one-track-
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtminded. "If you don't want me to tell you, then don't. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
The manager didn't know what he had said wrong, but he still responded quickly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Perkins. I worried
too much."
"You're not sensible at all!" Marcellus gritted his teeth in disappointment. "If you comfort her, how can I make her
listen to me?"
It was not easy for him to seize an opportunity to save her. He can't just be a hero and save the damsel in distress
once.
Only then did the manager understand his boss's attitude. He immediately mourned for the pitiful and innocent
Miss. Juliet for three seconds.
It was so miserable to fall into the hands of a scumbag like Mr. Perkins.
After hanging up the phone, Marcellus opened the beer and poured it into his crystal glass.
When he was young, he liked to use cans to drink, and when he was a little older, he was particularly particular
about tableware.
As time went by, Marcellus sat alone at the bar counter at home and drank alone. He was used to living alone.
When he had no social activities outside at night, he liked to drink alone. It was more comfortable at home than
outside.
It only took Beryl half an hour to take a shower. However, from the moment she changed her clothes and went out,
she had been entangled for nearly 20 minutes.
Should she go out or not? It would be a great problem for her. If she didn't go out, would he break in? Would she be
in danger if she went out?
After struggling for nearly fifteen minutes, Beryl finally decided to leave.
Whether it was a blessing or a curse, she couldn't avoid it. They were under the same roof. Where could she hide?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThus, nearly an hour later, Beryl finally pushed the door open and left the room.
She walked quietly to the stairs and looked down to see a man sitting between the living room and the bar counter.
He had changed into casual clothes, a dark green shirt and a pair of black silk trousers.
At this time, all his combed hair was scattered in front of his forehead, covering his browbones. The warm yellow
light above his head fell on him. His posture was casual. One hand was at the rim of the cup, and the other was on
the table. He was no longer flashy. He was someone Beryl had never seen before. It was as if he had changed into
another person.
She took a deep breath and walked down the stairs. When Marcellus heard the sound, he raised his head and
looked at the little girl who was slowly walking up the stairs with sparkling eyes.
Beryl had never liked to put on makeup. Firstly, she was lazy. Secondly, she felt that those things were too harmful
to her skin. For so many years, she would only put on makeup occasionally.
Therefore, her skin was also very good. Her pores were thick, and there were no pimples on her face. Especially
after taking a shower, her whole face was white and clean, but her facial features were also pure and lovely. She
looked so young and tender.
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