My love never ends novel Chapter 119

Kevin shook his hand dejectedly and leaned back against the expensive sofa. He was surrounded by scrap paper. The computer was full of files on the screen, but it was not working.

"There's no need for these anymore." The man said in a hoarse and tired voice.

Baron was stunned. He thought he had misheard, so he walked closer and wanted to hear it clearly.

"I said I don't need these stuff anymore." Kevin looked up at the clean ceiling.

"What?" Baron thought that he had found a new breakthrough, so he smiled and said excitedly, "we have found a new breakthrough! What should I do next?"

Kevin looked at him indifferently, with deep eyes, like a vast sea, bottomless.

"I give up." He shrugged and pulled his tie, looking dispirited.

The smile at the corners of Baron's mouth froze, and there was disbelief and disappointment in his eyes.

How could he say that?

How could he say something like that?

When the two of them just took over the company, Kevin calmly dealt with the pressure from the board of directors and the outside world. Now, he was defeated by only the public opinion?

Baron had always trusted Kevin wholeheartedly and believed that everything he had done was necessary.

But this time, he had to ask.

"Why? We has found some clues!" Baron's voice sounded a little sad. This was the first time he had contradicted Kevin in all these years, wasn't he?

Over the years, he had gone through so many risks. Why did he give up at this time?

"Clues? Baron, you should understand, right?"

Kevin smiled bitterly, as if he was talking about something unimportant, and said calmly, "you should have noticed it when you investigated. The chances of passing this crisis are very small, infinitely close to impossible..."

Baron kept silent. He did know that, but he was not reconciled. Was his long-term efforts going to be in vain?

"Let's go to relax." Kevin stood up, walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and left with a depressed face.

Kevin didn't go home. He parked his car in front of a bar, walked in without hesitation and found a place with fewer people to sit down.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" The waitress came over and asked politely.

"Alcohol, Poland vodka. If you don't have it, then give me whatever you like." He said coldly with no expression on his face.

The waitress, who had been working in the bar for many years, could tell at a glance that this person had something on his mind.

As an excellent waitress, she couldn't ask anything about customers.

The waitress took a look at Kevin deeply. He was much more handsome than all the customers she had met before.

This man was cold all over, and the aura he gave off was intimidating.

Why did he want to come to the bar to get drunk?

The waitress shook her head. Although she didn't understand, she still had to go on with her work. She went to the bar counter and fetched several bottles of vodka.

"Please." She put the vodka gently in front of Kevin's table and specially brought him a bigger glass.

Glancing at her indifferently, Kevin picked up the bottle and gulped it down.

No matter he was, he can't even drink such strong vodka as water?