Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 1454

Beryl slept from afternoon to night. When she opened her eyes, it was getting dark outside the window. She propped herself up and sat up on the bed. Her consciousness was still a little hazy.

She looked around and realized that she was in Marcellus's villa.

She hadn't had such a good sleep for a long time. Now she felt relaxed. She took the phone and looked at the time. It was half past five. It was not time for him to get off work yet.

Her throat was a little dry. She got up, opened the door, and went downstairs to get a glass of water.

She put on slippers and walked to the living room on the first floor. She looked at the water dispenser in the corner of the dining room and was trying to figure out which side was warm water. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

She was slightly stunned, and her hand holding the cup stopped. At this time... who was it?

She subconsciously held her breath and carefully walked to the door. She looked out through the peephole on the door.

An old man in a dark suit was protected by three tall and strong bodyguards. The old man's hair was gray, and he was holding an excellent mahogany crutch in his hand. At this time, he was standing straight at the gate.

Beryl swallowed her saliva. The unfamiliar face made her a little nervous. She had been to Marcellus's house so many times, but she had never seen anyone else visit.

It seemed that Marcellus had always lived his own life, unless there was a chef or a cleaner to clean it up.

The person who knew the exact location of Marcellus's house and successfully opened the front gate must have a close relationship with him.

Could it be his senior?

Thinking of this, she became even more flustered. She looked down at her pajamas. Although it was a long-sleeved dress, it was a little... frivolous to dress like this to entertain guests.

Just as she was wondering if she should go upstairs and change her clothes, the doorbell rang even louder. It was not difficult to hear that the people outside were getting impatient.

She didn't have time to make a choice and had to brace herself to open the door.

This old man was over 60 years old and had an oppressive aura. He just stood there and looked at her. Beryl even had the illusion that she was being tried by a prisoner.

"Hello, are you looking for Marcellus?" Beryl bent down and greeted him very politely.