Leon Rivers' head banged a few times against the wooden door of the private room. It hurt, he was absolutely not mistaken.
The woman with the covered face from years ago appeared in his mind, her figure, the rough outline of her face, and her long hair!
Damn, could it really be this coincidental? Or is Melody Thorne playing a joke on him?
No, definitely not.
Leon Rivers ran out of the private room like a madman, as if he had discovered an earth-shattering secret. The place where he had once had surgery was preserved intact. There must be clues, there must be clues to verify Melody Thorne's words.
"Leon..."
"Leon..." Timothy Lockwood and Harold Chapman called out to Leon Rivers several times.
"Probably just drunk again and suddenly remembered some woman waiting for him," Harold Chapman sneered.
"That's really possible," Timothy Lockwood was very agreeable.
Leon Rivers has always been unfaithful everywhere, no one even knows how many women there are.
