Chapter 582: Now You Know to Regret and Apologize_1

"About this matter..." Myles Sullivan had just begun to speak.

Right then, the man who had been lounging there casually placed his water glass gently on the desktop, and the cup made a sound that was neither too loud nor too soft against the wood.

In an office where the atmosphere was a spark away from igniting, in such a tense environment, this kind of noise should have gone unnoticed.

Yet not only did Mr. Jones immediately look in that direction, but even Myles Sullivan, who was speaking, closed his mouth and subconsciously glanced over.

Amadeus Yancey was wearing a shirt and casual pants today, the length of which outlined his long legs, a pair of long and straight legs that were quite eye-catching. The black coat he wore to some extent extended this visual effect, showing off sexy lines.

His face was naturally handsome.