Noah, "!!!"
Cold sweat broke out on the spot.
"No, Mr. Valentine, I didn't do anything. Why can't you let me go easily?"
Beau's cold eyes swept across them. He thought to himself, "You made me get into a fight with my wife, I won't let you go even if Lyric lets you go."
"Then you should pray for yourself."
After that, he turned around and went back to the meeting.
Noah reached out behind him. "Mr. Valentine, save me!"
Beau turned a deaf ear to it. He only turned around when he reached the door of the meeting room.
"By the way, what's with the ring?"
Noah was stunned. "What ring?"
Beau stared at him indifferently.
In such a look, Noah's IQ went up and he quickly went to touch his jacket pocket.
As expected, the little gift box was gone, and his face suddenly changed.
"Sorry, Mr. Valentine. I lost the ring."
There really was a ring.