I'm Not Trash

Feeding a Stray Cat

Bill finally went down to the ground floor and looked towards the lobby from a distance. Sure enough, the person the receptionist was referring to was Miranda. His ex-wife was sitting on a sofa near the reception desk. I don't know what Miranda wanted at the moment, but it was definitely an annoying thing for Bill.

Irritated, Bill let out a rough breath. He knew very well what Miranda was like. She was very persistent when she wanted something. It seemed like Bill had to relent a little and obey Miranda's wishes to talk to each other alone, although of course Bill really didn't want to do that. If left unchecked, it was not impossible that Miranda would make a scene in that place. That would definitely not be good for Bill and the office atmosphere.

"Please postpone my schedule this afternoon for two hours. I have an important matter to attend to immediately," Bill then asked his secretary over the phone. He couldn't afford to delay any longer. His business with Miranda had to be reso