Come on Daddy!

Timothy was so frightened by Bright's strong aura that he dared not look up. He was so weak that he had only his last strength left to keep him from falling.

He felt he had lost control of himself, so he shook his head and then nodded. In fact, he had no idea of what he was doing.

Bright looked down at Timothy, "Do you know it or don't you?"

"I don't know... Could you please tell me...?" Timothy was so scared.

Bright was standing there. The sunshine outside the French window was falling on him. The halo was so thick, but it could not soften his anger.

His eyes were sharp and cold.

He did not speak, narrowing his eyes.

The atmosphere was frighteningly still, making Timothy feel at ill.

Timothy gritted his teeth and finally gave in. "Mr. Bright, I was wrong. I shouldn't have set Mrs. Lee up... But I didn't know it was her."

"If I had known it, I wouldn't have come close to her. Mr. Bright, please forgive me. I don't dare to do it in the future. No... I won't do it again. Please."

"Forgive you? If you are so ignorant, it would be fine. But you are arrogant How shall I forgive you?" Bright's eyes were getting fierce.

Bright said in a light tone, but in Timothy's ears it sounded like the sound from the hell that made him tremble.

"Mr. Bright, I really know I'm wrong." Timothy begged, "I will stay far away from Mrs. Lee, and with her here, I won't show up; with me here, and won't be her..."

"What?" Bright asked in a skeptical tone.

will

a single couch nearby, with a round wooden table having a red rose in

not ignorant, you're

my woman! And, you spoke ill of her and ruined her reputation

lost my mind..." That was the only excuse Timothy could

cold. "Did

not me!" Timothy shook

it was not you?" Bright suddenly

I don't even

just twitched his lips and glanced at

Bright for years, and

a call, "Is that one there yet? Bring him

soon as he hung up the phone, a black-clad bodyguard took a man in

"Mr. Bright, I don't know anything. It's not me, not

who is in front of you." Bill backed away so that Cruz could have a better look at

long fingers, which were

carefully, glanced at Bright, and then lowered his eyes, "Mr.

stupid that he had mistaken

didn't do it, will you tell Mr. Bright who did

Timothy without hesitation, "It was him. He asked

hell are you talking about? Timothy immediately denied it, saying, "I don't even know you. How could I ask you

up for me." Cruz answered

swear on my life that if I tell a lie, I

that he was telling the truth, Cruz was

impatient at listening to their