"Alright. Forget about her," Murray interrupted Ryleigh coldly.
"Oh, Murray, if you don't like it, I won't mention it again." Ryleigh was embarrassed and kept quiet.
She looked down at the glass shards on the ground and said sweetly, "Murray, let me help you clean up."
"No need. The cleaner will do it later." Murray said indifferently.
"Let me do it. It would be bad if you accidentally stepped on it. I will be hurt." Ryleigh insisted.
As she spoke, she crouched down and began to clear the glass dregs on the ground.
Murray frowned and stepped back.
Thinking about online public opinion, he was a little upset.
Murray took out his phone again and subconsciously opened the address book. He swiped the screen with his slender finger and accurately found Melissa's number.
Looking at the n
