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.

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

gone away!" Bright sat down on a single couch nearby, with a

not ignorant, you're

is Mrs. Lee, you knew she is my

drunken and lost my mind..." That was the only

eyes were cold. "Did you send that Cruz to the Lee

not me!" Timothy shook his head repeatedly

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

was really not me. I don't

lips and glanced at Bill, who had

and he knew exactly what the Boss

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

phone, a black-clad bodyguard took a

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

backed away so that Cruz could have a better

were smooth and graceful. He sat there perfectly fine

at Bright, and then lowered his

he had mistaken the

do it, will you tell Mr. Bright who did it?" Bill spoke in place of

to Timothy without hesitation, "It was him.

"I don't even know

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

on my life that if I tell a lie, I

truth, Cruz

impatient at listening to their