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.

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 solution to wash director Caspar's grievance. I

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

could they

choice but to meet Cassandra with a glimmer of hope. However, according to his request, she had

I just want to say that no matter 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 his life. I admires

I believe in you

thunder from

at Cassandra with his bloodshot eyes. His voice was extremely hoarse, "you What did

and said, "I trust

too many insults and abuses in the past two days, and he did nothing wrong, but he had become an

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

tightly and calmed down after

owes you justice. If they don't give

kindness, Mr. Samuel. But you don't have 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 some people who have unconventional

intended to clarify the fact publicly, he was clear that he was not powerful enough to compete

for one thousand people if

believe me? If you don't, I

be

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 desperate

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

trust you. It's just That person is too powerful. You have no idea what kind of existence you are fighting

back for you,

himself, but he had already involved himself,

tiredly, "I don't know you at all. I really appreciate that you can trust