Chapter 257

It turns out that there is no empathy in this world. Perhaps when your heart is already restless, it seems to others that you are just a little quieter than usual or feel that you are a little strange.

With a bitterly silent smile, Alena Wright adjusted her emotions as much as possible, walked in relieved, and asked suspiciously, "What are you talking about? Why are you so happy?"

Probably because she was a little surprised by her lighthearted tone, neither of the people in the lounge recovered.

Yves Kelly had a quicker response. He clenched one hand into a fist and coughed gently against his mouth, "Just chat."

Alena Wright was noncommittal, and she didn't care, but she didn't want to keep herself immersed in that inexplicable emotion.

When she walked to her seat and sat down, Alena Wright took out her iPad and said to them, "I have something to deal with. Do call me when the time is almost up."

"Okay." Darcy Harrington was the one wh