It Was You

In a villa district of capital city.

The black Bentley stopped in front of a simple villa.

Cassandra got out of the car with a stick. "Marcus, you can wait for me here. I can go in alone.''

To be honest, she really worried that if Marcus went inside like this, he would directly frighten people to death.

"Yes, sir!" replied the emotionless Marcus

Cassandra didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she knocked on the door with her stick. A moment later, the door was opened, and a beautiful woman with a perfect figure stood behind the door.

"This beautiful lady, you must be the assistant of director Caspar, Miss Joyce, right?" Said Cassandra.

Joyce nodded, "yes. Are you Mr. Samuel who contacted me yesterday?''

"Yes, I'm Samuel," replied Cassandra with a smile

Joyce frowned slightly. But under this circumstance, she could do nothing but to wait.

Joyce raised her right hand and said, "Mr. Samuel, this way please.''

Then Cassandra walked into the villa on her crutches. There were many lush plants planted there, and the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance.

She passed through the front yard to the villa hall.

In the hall, Caspar still wore the Tang clothes yesterday, and he leaned on the sofa with pale and worn face. It seemed that after a night, his life was taken away, and there was only an empty body left.

Cassandra to sit down and poured a glass of water for her. Her face looked a little pale. "Now that Mr. Samuel has contacted me, I won't beat around the bush. You said on the phone that you have a

in the circle wanted to help him out. Nobody would believe that he was wronged, That so-called original work

could they frame up Caspar?

Cassandra with a glimmer of hope. However, according

how others suspect Mr. Caspar in the world, I, Samuel, believe that Mr. Caspar will never do such kind of illegal things. He is upright and upright all

I believe in you

a thunder from

froze. He raised his head in panic and stared at Cassandra with his bloodshot eyes.

and said,

narrowed and his heart raced with rage. Caspar had heard too many insults and abuses in the past two days, and he did nothing wrong, but he had become an unpardonable enemy to everyone.

he had paid to

tightly and calmed down after a long time. He said calmly,

"everyone owes you justice. If they don't give it to you, I will give it

to meddle in this matter. I will deal with it by myself. I have planned to live with it for the rest of my life. After all, the water in the lake is too deep that I can't do anything alone. But I believe that there are still

trembled. From what Caspar said, although he intended to clarify the fact publicly, he was clear that he was not powerful enough

would be a huge loss for one thousand people if they

smiled," Mr. Caspar, you don't believe me? If you don't, I can

at Cassandra with a mixed feeling. To be honest, he didn't believe that Cassandra

overnight due to what happened to Johnny. Yet, no more information was found about Samuel. The mystery man was mysterious, always appearing and disappearing, yet giving people a glimmer of hope in a

Roger as their opponent, who was able to quickly control half of

no idea what kind of existence you are

turning back for you, why

but he had already involved

know you at all. I really appreciate