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.

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

him out. Nobody would believe that he was wronged, That so-called original work became famous overnight. Even though Joyce tried to contact him, she couldn't find any information about him. Obviously, that so-called work had become the people of Roger.

any evidence, how could they frame up

Cassandra with a glimmer of hope. However, according to his request, she had to see Caspar in person

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

I believe in you

a thunder

his head in panic and stared at Cassandra with his bloodshot eyes. His voice was extremely hoarse,

Caspar and said, "I trust you,

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

one trusted him. No one cared about what he had paid to keep his bottom line

bit his lips tightly and calmed down after

don't give it to you, I will give

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

what Caspar said, although he intended to clarify the fact publicly, he

loss for one thousand people if they fought against them alone.

you don't believe me? If you don't,

mixed feeling. To be honest, he didn't believe that

Samuel. The mystery man was mysterious, always appearing and disappearing, yet giving people a glimmer of hope in a desperate

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

no idea what kind

no turning back for you, why don't

justice himself, but he had already involved himself, he didn't

"I don't know you at all. I really appreciate that you can trust me. As for the rest,