"Everyone says that a woman who is about to get married will be in a mood like a blooming flower, so beautiful, why is Miss Lister still so stern?"
"It's just that we were just chatting, and she gave us a lecture."
"Maybe she had a fight with her fiancé and then used us to get angry."
"God knows what's going on, go back and do your own work, or Miss Lister will see it and scold us again."
Everyone nodded their heads, and after a while, the people who had gathered together dispersed and returned to their jobs.
Ten o'clock in the morning.
Mike nervously walked into Ciel's office with his briefcase, closed the office door and walked briskly in the direction of his desk.
He looked at Ciel, who was sitting in a daze in his office chair, opened his briefcase and said, "Miss Lister, I've got what you want." ” Mike handed Seale a thick stack of paper from his briefcase.
Ciel looked at the stack of paper, but didn't reach out to take it.
A few days ago, she had instructed Mike to investigate his recent movements and give her a document.
Now that Mike handed her the papers, she hesitated.
Because taking this document represents the beginning of her road to revenge.
It means that next, either she succeeds in revenge and he dies.
Either he will see through it halfway, and she will die.
She didn't dare to take it.
Is it because he is afraid that he will retaliate if the plan fails, or because he is reluctant to retaliate She didn't know.
She really didn't know.
"Miss Rist" Seeing that she hadn't answered for a long time, Mike called out to her again.
Cill looked up at Mike and wanted to say something, but Mike grabbed the words.
"By the way, Miss Rist, there's one more thing I want to give you."
Mike placed the stack of papers on his desk, then looked down and opened his briefcase, eventually finding a small black square box inside.
Mike handed her the box, "Miss Riester, look at it. ” Sil took it suspiciously, lowered his head and opened the box and asked, "What is this?"
When she saw what was inside the box, her whole body instantly stiffened, only to feel that suddenly someone tugged at her heart so hard that she almost lost her breath in pain.
Inside the box is a watch.
She recognized the watch.
She will never forget this watch for the rest of her life, it was her father's.
It's her dad's.
It was a birthday present she gave her father on his birthday four years ago.
She didn't have much money, and the price of the watch was far from her father's status.
When she gave it to her father, she only planned for him to keep it in his watch cabinet, and every day when he passed by the cabinet he would think of her daughter.
But her father chose to wear the watch, which did not correspond to his identity.
And since he put it on, he hasn't taken it off.
He wore the watch until the last time they met.
She once asked him curiously: "Dad, why do you wear this watch every day, I remember you used to wear a new one every day, you said that a man's watch is like a woman's clothes, if you don't change it, others will think that you are a poor person and can't afford to buy clothes." ” Her father laughed, "No, my child doesn't have a watch I love more than in the world, because it was given to me by my precious daughter."
It makes me feel very honored and happy to wear it, and as for the face, I still feel honored to wear it at a gathering of friends, because they don't have a daughter as obedient and sensible as you.
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