It had been three years now.

Was she doing well?

Marcus wondered a lot about her life, but he didn't know who to ask.

Three years had passed, and except for his own occasional melancholy thoughts, the people around him seemed to have all but forgotten Melissa. No one mentioned her in his hearing. It was as if she didn't even exist.

Even though, Like everyone else, he had to look forward, there was still a thorn in his heart.

Feeling troubled, Marcus stood up and went to the smoking room. Due to his status and appearance, the young staff in the salon stole glances at him, quietly admiring him.

Standing by the French windows, Marcus lowered his head to light a cigarette.

Then a thin wisp of smoke began to rise in front of him.

But all of a sudden, there was the sound of high heels smacking the ground outside the smoking room. This sound was quickly followed by the voice of a store clerk, "Miss Brown, we will do our best to meet Mr. Waston's requirements. It would be great if you could put in a good word for us. I know he has high regard for you."

Marcus curled his lips slightly as he listened to this.

Frankly, he was quite indifferent about such conversations. But just as he was about to ignore it, he overheard the response-a soft, sweet voice. "I'll do what I can.

The clerk shook her head and complained, "Mr. Waston just has too many female companions!"

Marcus had been stunned when he heard the second voice. Nevertheless, he slowly turned around, thinking that it was just a case of someone else having a very similar voice, because he never expected her to really be here.

But to his surprise, his eyes fell on no one other than Melissa in the corridor the next second.

She wore a fitting dark suit that made her bust look slightly prominent.

Her long hair was tied loosely behind her head, accentuating her delicate face.

Though her facial features hadn't changed much, they now carried a different aura, no longer looking as youthful and naive as before.

Marcus, astute as ever, immediately noticed the sharp competence beneath her seemingly gentle appearance.

Their eyes caught sight of each other almost at the same time.

Melissa froze slightly, her red lips slightly parted as she stared at him in astonishment.