Hearing Howard Geoffrey's footsteps, Becca immediately withdrew her hand, with a trace of embarrassment on her face.
Howard Geoffrey spoke coolly, "You better remember the content of the agreement. I don't want to receive a call from you in the future!"
"I won't."
"Good, I wish you luck."
With those words, Howard Geoffrey turned and left with large strides.
Becca stood rooted to the spot, watching his retreating figure.
Quickly, his figure vanished at the doorway.
Almost instinctively, Becca followed to the door, searching for him.
Fortunately, his figure was still within her sight, only now Roye was opening the car door for him.
Watching his tall and upright figure disappear into the car, Becca's hand tightly clutched the door, as if suppressing the undeniable intense reluctance in her heart.
The next moment, three low-profile cars gradually disappeared from Becca's sight…
