Craig Landers' dark eyes were fixed as he watched the elevator door open, and a few people entered the elevator.
The woman's face turned around.
A strand of hair fell beside her ear, and she gently tucked it behind her ear.
He still couldn't clearly see the person's face.
But that gesture and demeanor were so similar to Leia Quinn's.
Wife, is that you?
Amelia Miles took several people, including Frost Moore, up to the third floor by elevator.
As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Craig Landers standing outside.
Amelia was slightly stunned, assuming he was there on Damon's orders to specifically wait for her.
"Craig, are you here to greet us specifically?"
Craig did not deny it, made a small sound in agreement, and couldn't wait to look at Brooke Moore standing behind Amelia.
The woman slightly lowered her eyelids, her delicate face pure and refined.
Very beautiful, but not his wife.
The light in Craig's eyes instantly dimmed a bit.
