Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 1253

Suddenly, a face flashed across his mind. He grabbed the manager and asked, "By the way, where is Beryl?"

"Miss. Juliet is working."

Marcellus nodded, raised his hand, and hooked it up. "Call her up."

"Yes, Mr. Perkins. Please wait a moment."

Marcellus waved his hand, indicating that he could go out now, but his mind kept imagining what he would say to Beryl when he saw her later.

He had to pick the most exciting one and ask her why she stayed here instead of leaving all the time.

As Marcellus thought about it, he felt great. This abnormal sense of satisfaction also made him feel very strange.

How could he be so happy just because he tortured a little girl? If it weren't for Beryl, maybe he wouldn't have been able to eat this bowl of noodles.

Just as Marcellus was sitting in the office and waiting, the manager suddenly received a message that Beryl had been assigned to another private room for tonight's social activities.

Moreover, it was not an ordinary private room. Instead, it was room 2046.

Hearing this, the manager immediately became a little anxious. "Who allowed you to change her position without permission?!"

Everyone in Red Cauldron was familiar with this room. Because the private room was relatively large, many men would come here. One was fresh, and the other was to gain face. More importantly, this private room provided a lot of high-quality services, and naturally, there were girls to chat with. "Well, Gemma said that she really didn't have time today, so she had no choice."

"What do you mean, Mr. Moore," one of them asked unhappily.

As soon as the manager moved his lips before he could make a sound, a row of messy and hurried footsteps came from behind him.

The next second, a tall figure appeared at the door of the private room. He was dressed in a neat suit with shiny hair. Who else could it be but Marcellus?

However, his handsome face was full of horrible coldness at this time, and his seductive peach blossom eyes were full of sharp light.

Marcellus saw Beryl almost immediately, who was being carried by the bodyguards. She was wrapped in a blanket, and no one could tell what was going on with her. However, just by looking at the torn clothes on the sofa, he could already imagine what had just happened.