"Alright, don’t you try to fool me." Paige felt relieved, "I need it today, hurry up and get someone to investigate." "Okay." Dennis Hale put on his suit jacket, grabbed the briefcase from the sofa, "I have an inspection today, so I’ll be home a bit late. You should go to bed early." "Don’t come back if you can’t get Finn Morgan’s information!" Paige reminded him to his retreating figure. "Yes, yes, yes, my dear wife!" Dennis Hale opened the car door in the courtyard with a smile, "To make sure you have a good night’s sleep, I’ll definitely find out today, don’t worry." She always felt reassured with her husband handling things. Sharp-eyed netizens had already uncovered the identities of the man and woman in the photos, with their names and positions published; Melissa Merce had it all under control. "Hailey, let’s go find him!" Cindy was full of pent-up energy, "I want to drag him back and marry him!" In the elegant courtyard, Hailey noticed her diamond-studded high heels accidentally got a bit muddy, so she quickly bent down to wipe them with a wet tissue, "Miss, please wait." Melissa lowered her eyes, frowning deeply. Hailey said uneasily, "Sorry, I didn’t bring spare shoes when we went out today, please bear with it." "Why didn’t you bring them?!" She was a girl with a princess complex accustomed to a life of luxury, "How could you forget for such an important matter?" "I’m sorry, I’m sorry..." Hailey was worried, "It’s just a little mud, I’ve cleaned it. Let’s go find Mr. Garcia!" With that, Hailey opened the passenger door. Melissa glanced at her, then stepped into the car; Hailey let out a sigh of relief, thankful that there was still a fiance to find, otherwise, who knows how angry Miss would be. Every time they went out, she would always bring several sets of clothes and shoes for emergencies. Hailey Hale, who had been feeling depressed all day, came downstairs and waited for Finn Morgan at the company’s lobby entrance. She was wearing a yellow jacket and carrying a stylish bucket bag, looking casual yet eye-catching. "Hailey, are you really with Special Assistant Morgan?" Someone approached her, unable to contain their excitement, "When did this happen?" Hailey Hale looked up from her phone, but before she could reply, another female employee came over, "The photos were taken so well, they look more and more like a perfect match, it’s even trending now." At this point, another person came by, "Our company doesn’t forbid office romances, so why are you two being so secretive? As colleagues, we only found out because of the exposure, are you afraid to share celebration treats?" People passing by were commenting one after another, and Hailey Hale couldn’t get a word in, so she just grinned awkwardly, feeling as awkward as could be. A car was parked not far away. Melissa Merce, with exquisite makeup, sat in the passenger seat, staring coldly at the girl at the entrance, repeatedly comparing with the photos on her phone, "Hailey, help me confirm if it’s her or not?" The middle-aged woman in the driver’s seat glanced over and concluded, "It is her." Melissa opened the door to get out, but the woman grabbed her arm, "Wait." Melissa listened as Hailey said, "Let’s see how far they’ve gotten, are they living together, and where?" Find the newest release on novel[f]ire.net The girl steadied her nerves, that made sense, so she decided to wait a bit longer. After about ten more minutes... "Why isn’t Finn Morgan out yet?" Melissa was still somewhat hopeful, comforting herself, "They shouldn’t be in a romantic relationship, right? After all, he hasn’t broken off the engagement with me yet." "Miss, first you need to be clear, are you here today for an explanation or to break up with him?" Hailey analyzed rationally, "After all, you’ve been apart in spirit too, breaking up would be more dignified." "Why break up? I’ve been looking for him for more than half a year!" Melissa raised her delicate eyebrows, blurting out, "The wedding is already set, I’m here to urge him to go back and get married!"