The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1512

Standing behind Alfred was his colleague Newman. Even though they were in the same team, Alfred never liked him. Newman was lazy, which was noticeable to the team. He never offered to complete any of the tasks. However, when it came to claiming rewards, he would be the first one to rush forward and collect it.

Therefore, Alfred looked down on him and didn't like talking to him whatsoever.

Alfred turned a deaf ear to Newman's questions, and focused on completing his job instead. Although Newman could tell that Alfred was avoiding him, he wasn't annoyed by him. He came forward and said with a grin, "Alfred, I've been wondering why you don't have a girlfriend yet. It's very odd, especially because girls always prefer handsome young men like you. Or, do you perhaps like men instead of women? Those are the rumors that's been going around."

Newman was standing very close behind Alfred.

Noticing what Newman was trying to do, Alfred suddenly turned off his computer and stood up straight. He turned around and asked angrily, "Newman, what bullshit are you talking about?"

Alfred moved way too fast. So fast, in fact, that Newman got startled. 'Damn it! That was so close!' he thought fretfully.

He managed to peek at Alfred's computer, and noticed that he was drawing a portrait. However, before he could get close enough to take a better look at it, Alfred switched off his computer.

"I'm just telling the truth! We are in the same department, and I know you very well. I've never seen you on a date with a girl before, so it's obvious that you like men." Newman continued to joke with Alfred, even though he knew it might annoy him.

"I don't want to talk to you," Alfred snapped. He was irritated and ready to leave.

"Alfred, if you like women, I can introduce a few to you. Hey, don't walk away from me. I'm not finished yet..." Newman yelled at Alfred as he watched him walk away and leave.

Alfred was enraged, and didn't want to look back.

After Alfred left, a cunning sneer appeared on Newman's face. He looked around him to make sure that nobody was close by. Then he rushed over to Alfred's computer.

He turned it on, while still glancing around him cautiously.

However, the screen was locked. He pressed the "enter" button, but saw that it required a password.

"Damn it! You are way too careful, Alfred!" Newman muttered angrily. He was irritated with Alfred, and had planned to drive him away, so that he could take a look at what Alfred was drawing. However, his plan failed.

Newman recalled the conversation, which he overheard outside Pearson's office as Pearson was answering a phone.

Pearson instructed Alfred to draw a portrait. Did it have anything to do with Lancy?

Thinking about it, Newman felt uneasy. If his speculation was indeed true, he could make a profit by collecting these clues once more.

At night

In a remote suburb, there was wild grass with deserted land scattered around it. It was pitch dark, and dead silent, except for the occasional buzz that came from bugs, which was scary.

In the darkness, a tall man showed up. He waited there for a while. It seemed as like the person he was waiting for still hadn't arrived.

"What's wrong? He agreed to meet, yet he's not here? Is this his idea of making fun of me?" the man muttered impatiently. He then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one. He took a drag, blowing out a big cloud of smoke.

Cigarettes soothed his frustrations. After some time, he calmed down and regained his composure.

A few minutes later, a man showed up from behind and approached him.

"There you are," another man said as he walked forward.