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.

no. Where there is Mrs. Lee, there will be no me. I will get

sat down on a single couch nearby, with a round wooden table having a red rose in a white

ignorant,

my woman! And, you spoke ill of

I... I was drunken and lost my mind..." That

on purpose." Bright's eyes were cold. "Did you

me!" Timothy shook his

it be if it was not you?" Bright suddenly looked

was really not me. I don't even

and glanced at Bill,

Bright for years, and he

that one there yet? Bring him

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

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

that Cruz could have a better look at

bent his head slightly, looking at his long fingers, which were smooth and graceful. He sat there

Bright, and then lowered his

so stupid that he had mistaken the

Mr. Bright who did it?" Bill spoke in place of

without hesitation, "It was him. He asked me to do

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

mistress, and said that someone will cover up for me." Cruz answered back at Timothy and then looked at Bright, "Mr. Bright, if you don't believe me, you

my life that if I

to prove that he was telling the truth, Cruz was so

at listening