Chapter 89 shock, Mr. Field likes to eat sweet, but behind it is because.

Underground parking for the Field Group. Inside the black Maybach, the man is resting on the back of the back seat with his eyes closed. Just sitting tight, his breath was a little daunting. “Mr. Field, that's about it for tomorrow. The assistant in the front row reported the trip, looked up at Leon Field, but saw that the man did not respond after listening, with a faint expression on his face. The assistant swallowed the saliva unconsciously, and he always felt that Mr. Field was a little absent-minded today, especially after hearing about Mrs. After Scott went to the apartment. “…… Mr. Field？” The assistant asked tentatively. I don't know, Mr. Field was not listening. The man in the back seat frowned slightly at the sound, his breath sank a little, and his sleepy eyes were not only tired, but also somewhat tired and irritable. The man raised his hand and loosened his tie. His voic