At the door, Mubier was hugging Jeanne.
George was unhappy.
Jeanne was also unhappy.
She twisted her body. "Let go."
Mubier did not let go. He hugged her even tighter. "It's been so long. Don't you miss me?"
"I don't."
"But I miss you to death." Mubier seemed to have long gotten used to Jeanne's indifference and did not care at all.
Jeanne pursed her lips tightly.
George also took two steps back with great tacit understanding.
The next second, Jeanne did a clean shoulder throw, and Mubier suddenly fell to the ground. A violent sound filled the entire corridor.
"Ah!" Mubier shouted, "Are you murdering your husband?!"
Jeanne was unmoved.
She tidied her clothes slightly and completely ignored Mubier, who was on the ground, preparing to lead George in.
"Ms. Lawrence, you're so strong." A familiar male voice came from not far away.
Jeanne suddenly turned her head.
