When Lily walked into the general manager's office, Harvey was smoking. She couldn't help but glance toward the trash can.
There was no trace of the torn wedding photo.
Her face momentarily twisted with rage.
Despite her anger, she still had to maintain a smile on her face.
She gracefully swiveled her body and moved behind Harvey. "Honey, you've been in a bad mood for the past few days. Is it because of the company?"
She had changed the subject of conversation and spoke in a soft low voice.
Harvey stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. "The company's sales have been declining lately, and I'm looking at laying off ten percent of the staff to cut costs."
"Don't, whatever you do, don't do that! Ever since you took over this company, you've shed blood, sweat, and
