It Was You

Beth's eyes were full of disappointment. After a long time, she shook off Kevin's hand, walked to the sofa and sat down. Her voice was dry and hoarse. "I have nothing now. What's the difference between death and not death? What do you want to say, Miss Cassandra?"

She had come to the end of the road. She was not even afraid of death. What else should she be afraid of?

Cassandra looked at Beth and said, "it's said that you need a good doctor to cure your heart disease. I'm afraid that Miss Beth's heart disease has gone deep into your bones. If you want to cure it, you have to cut a layer of skin off. I wonder if Miss Beth is willing to do that."

Hearing this, Beth's face turned pale and her eyes were bloodshot. She put her hands on her knees and gripped the hospital gown tightly. Her voice was trembling. "What... What do you want to say?"

Cassandra raised her head and stared at Beth without blinking. Then she said in three words slowly, "Lucian."

Beth's pupils contracted sharply. She covered her ears with her hands and curled up on the sofa. She shook her head and said, "I don't know who you are talking about. I know nothing. Don't ask me. I know nothing... Please let me go... Please..."

In the past, she got everything by illegal means, and then she was taken away. Now she was sick and couldn't live or die. This was her retribution. She admitted it. But once that matter was exposed again, wouldn't it add insult to injury and force her to die?

"Back then, Lucian trusted you so much and wanted to support you, but you were ungrateful. You joined hands with Roger and pulled him down from the altar, and even almost destroyed him..."

Speaking of this, Cassandra's voice paused and her face darkened. Her deep eyes were like an invisible hammer, hammering Beth's nerves. But before she could finish her words, she said in a cold voice, "for so many years, you have dreamed about him at midnight. Won't your conscience hurt?"

Her last sentence was like a thunderbolt, hitting Beth's heart.

in pain, and she even stopped breathing. Her heart was heaving violently... I beg you,

the good from the bad and become rich from now on, but in the end, she became a chess piece in the hands of others, allowing others to play with her,

eyes fell on her, like the coldest and sharp knife in the world, rolling across Beth's heart. The pain spread,

sneered, "Miss Beth, are you finally afraid

into her palm. Tears

demons trapped in the bottom of their hearts could break the

I not be afraid? It was my wishful thinking that I agreed to do that to Roger. In the past few years, as long as I

fell down step by step, and finally destroyed everything she had stolen. She almost

I just want you to do one thing. I want you to personally announce the fact that you

I'm a disabled person now. No one will believe me even if

but some people will make her live worse than death. In the entertainment industry, Roger controls half of the entertainment industry. It's easy for him to make a person popular and red, and it's easy for

Roger. Otherwise, how could she rather shoot those restricted films than threaten Roger

up and said, "what if I can guarantee that you will leave the

want to leave this cage like city and go to a place where no one knows her and start

it was not

China and went abroad, Roger could still find her and send her

last trace of blood on Beth's face faded, and her face was as pale as paper. She looked at Cassandra in pain and said word by word, "do you know how it feels to be desperate? Do you think I have never thought of escaping? But I

a madman's words?