nca Roach sighed and didn’t continue to speak.


    In the end it was still about the two of them, and unless they figured it out for themselves, it was futile for her to say anything more.


    “So what are you going to do now?”


    “Hide out with you for a while, of course.”


    At the mention of this Elizabeth Harris stood up and began to look all over the room for a ce to hide, muttering.


    “He saw me when I came over here, he’ll be able to guess that I’m here for you, and he’ll probably find me in a few minutes.”


    “Don’t you panic yet.”


    nca Roach followed her footsteps and walked to the adjacent lounge and pushed open the door, her tone helpless.


    “This is my lounge, go in first and hide, I’ll send him away for youter.”


    “That’s really my good nca.”


    Elizabeth Harris eyes instantly brightened up, ducked in with a ss of water, and did not forget to close the door tightly.


    I really did not expect that this office is the most creditable is this lounge.


    Last time it was Isabel who hid, and this time it was Elizabeth Harris who came to hide, only the same person was the one who was sent outside.


    nca Roach shook her head and sat back in her chair behind the office.


    Given the time that Elizabeth Harris came and talked, I’m afraid that her fourth “guest” this morning will be here soon.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    As expected, she had only read a few files when the assistant’s voice came from the door.


    “President Roach, there is another President Murray to see you, if you don’t want to see me, you can …”


    “Let him in.”


    As soon as the words left his mouth, Peter Murray pushed the door in impatiently, scanned the room and said with a smile.


    “It’s different when you open your own studio, it’s all President Roach now.”


    “Peter Murray, you’re looking down on me when you say that.”


    nca Roachughed lightly and said along with his words.


    “How can you be President Murray for so long and not allow me to be called President Roach in my studio?”


    “I didn’t say that.”


    Peter Murray immediately denied it, and went to the table to take a few nces at the designs on the top, a little distracted.


    “This is quite an elegant office you have here.” “Really?


    “Really, President Murray didn’te all the way here to see my office, did he?”


    “I’m not that bored.”


    nca Roach looked at him sideways, pretending not to know, and spoke softly.


    “And what exactly did President Murraye over for?”


    “I …” Peter Murray paused for a moment, and then said directly, “I came over to look for someone, and I saw an acquaintanceing in this direction.”


    “There are a lot of studios andpanies over here, howe President Murray came straight up here?”


    “Because this person knows you, so I thought she woulde to you.”


    “Really?”


    nca Roach pressed on, taking two sips from her coffee, her tone light.


    “My office was really busy this morning, but if I say we both know each other, I really don’t see it, so why don’t you go look somewhere else?”


    These words are seamless, even the expression and tone of voice are not to be picked,pletely is a look of ignorance.


    Peter Murray frowned, staring at the person in front of him for a few seconds, still nothing found.


    It is reasonable to say that Elizabeth Harris in this area is most familiar with nca Roach, if run over the odds will alsoe to her.


    Now if she is not here in nca Roach, then Elizabeth Harris a living person in the end where to go? Or is it simply a joint effort to hide from him on purpose.