Mrs. Beckham saw Camila Walker's melancholic expression and, without an answer, she left in silence.
Had she lost her mind? That she mistook a stranger for Clayton Howard...
"Let's go back," Camila Walker said after looking at Mrs. Beckham for a moment, turning and walking away with a somewhat lost demeanor.
Seeing that desolate, soulless face, Mrs. Beckham, although confused, had no choice but to follow her and leave.
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As time went by, in the blink of an eye, four years had passed.
South Korea, Seoul.
In a spacious and bright office interior, a tall figure stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling city of Seoul, beneath perfect contours was a handsome face looking cold and ruthless.
Before long, the office door was knocked, and a female secretary, poised with excellence and speaking fluent Korean, came in with great respect for the man at the window.
"Mr. Harrison, it's time for the meeting," she said.
