Chapter 647 Mutual Hatred

The employee who had walked out with Laurence was stunned for a moment. He hadn’t even noticed her. On top of that, she had a mask on. Who could’ve seen who she was? There were many guests at the event, and people came to and fro. He couldn’t possibly know every single one of them.

“Probably one of the guests who left early.”

“One of the guests?”

Laurence looked out the entrance. His gaze was deep and unfathomable. For just a split second, it felt like she’d come back. He’d seen too many people who looked like her over the past few years. He was disappointed every time.

Once, he saw a photograph online of a woman’s side profile that looked exactly like hers, and he boarded a plane that night to find her. She was not one of the passengers. His hopes were always dashed. It was like a long, dark tunnel through which he could not see the light. He was like a zombie walking on its thorny path as his feet bled on the tracks.

He could not find her. Everyone said she was dead. Even her f