It Was You

"You're married?" Hogan narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Cassandra rubbed between her eyebrows and made up an excuse, "No, it's not like that. It's just a good friend. He also likes to listen to storytelling. If you don't mind, can I take him with me?"

Martin was easy to be jealous.

If she dared to meet Hogan alone, Martin might kill Hogan and lock her up.

Hogan's cold fingers froze slightly, and his face suddenly turned gloomy. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Samuel, are you talking about the rich gentleman of the Lu Group?"

The fact that Samuel was Cassandra had been made public. Cassandra had appeared together with Martin as Samuel before, so there would naturally be people guessing the relationship between Martin and Cassandra.

Hogan was no exception.

Or to some extent, there was a subtle connection between Cassandra and Hogan, but Cassandra hadn't noticed it.

Embarrassed, Cassandra smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Hogan, you are so well-informed that you can even guess this... If you think it's not convenient, forget it. "

'Can you stop asking me? I'm so desperate!'

On the other end of the phone, Hogan's eyes were empty for a moment, and then he said in a deep voice, "It's convenient. See you in the Grand Theatre tonight."

After saying that, Hogan hung up the phone. With a murderous look in his slightly narrowed eyes, he picked up a black phone on the table and dialed a number.

In the Ring Entertainment Industry.

Sitting on the sofa with her long arms casually wrapped around the back of the chair, Cassandra looked lazy. She dialed Martin's number.

other end of the phone, Martin was accessing to information. When his phone

Don't you like Mr. Du's storytelling very much? I'll take you to have fun tonight. Well,

this, Martin's face suddenly darkened and his slender fingers

strange. Mr. Hogan also likes

live could

said Martin, hiding the strange

smiled, "No, thanks. I'll pick you up after I finish my work. By the way, what are you doing? Are you busy? Have

didn't pick up

found by Carlos. On the other

helpless tone, "I'm sorting out the documents and

the back of one hand, "Well, if there's nothing else, I'll

"Okay," replied Martin.

down his phone and rubbed his swollen temples. This morning, because of the matter of Fiona, Cassandra ordered him to write a self-criticism.

"Master, how about... Let's change our

someone to find almost all the books and materials related to love letters. However, asking a single man who had never been in love to

the love letter

other hand, since they got married, it seemed that Cassandra had always been the

an insensitive man, finally found a little experience of managing love, so he wrote a line of words on his notebook and

was shaking like a lamb. He pushed away the book on his body, stood up from the sofa and walked over. When he saw the words on Martin's notebook, he almost spat out a

"Master, are you serious? Give her a banner?

is

flowers, diamonds and luxury cars as gifts? Your gift

and asked, "Is there

shook his head like a rattle drum, "No! I'll