Stuck In His Heart

Hearing the photo, Cassie couldn't control herself any longer. When did she send the photos to Consuela?

Thus, she was not only angry but also emboldened. With one hand covering her cellphone, she said to the intern, who was sitting in front of her, "I have something to deal with right now. You can go and ask Mr. Liu. Tell him that I mean that."

"Okay, thank you." The intern stood up to show her understanding. After expressing her thanks to Cassie, she walked away and even closed the door carefully so that Cassie could scream louder.

After the intern left, Cassie picked up the phone. She raised her eyebrows and said, "do you think I have no other qualities after getting so many years' cold face."

The cold tone was the omen of anger. Tim frowned. He had just doubted before and didn't think she had done it.

"No, that's not what I meant. Listen to me..."

"No, no, No. whatever you say now is bullshit." She raised her head and smiled coldly, "that bastard, Richie, asked you to ask."

She stated in a statement rather than a question, because she was quite sure that Tim was one of Richie's followers.

"Yes, but..." Before he could say anything, the phone was hung up. She didn't want to scold him any more.

Tim could not help but flutter its eyelids. It seemed that the boss was suffering. When he called him, the mechanical sweet female voice reminded him that the other one was on the phone.

With a twist of his mouth, he decided to make a list of the people that Consuela recently knew and search for them one by one.

Although Cassie had a big mouth, he believed what she said. After all, she had never lied to him, not even once. What a good credit.

When Richie received the phone call, he was scolded in silence. Because that woman had always said that it was okay to be irritable, but not to be able to interfere in other people's words.

but to pinch his forehead. He knew that it was Tim who didn't deal with the thing well, so he said coldly to the person on the other end of

any response,

was smart enough to make business

connected, Richie held his breath and could only say, "call my private number. Whatever you say, I'll

up the phone right away. Richie looked through his phone and saw numerous missed calls and the text messages from her.

would marry this

phone aside. Put

you threatening me

Just then, the business phone, which was used to talk about business, rang

any more. Sitting on the leather chair, he tilted his head

out one after another, as if they were the exploding storm of swearing. Hearing that, Richie felt ashamed of

not talkative. It was really strange that she could speak a single cross talk by

Consuela. With a scornful smile, she jeered, "what's the matter? You've made it clear that you still love your old lover. You are

didn't answer directly. In fact, even he himself didn't know what he was

profile all the time and didn't tell others about his true feelings towards Consuela. He didn't know whether he was

area. But now, Cassie scolded him loudly. If she did before, he would knock her down with his sleeves rolled

you answer me?" Cassie could clearly feel the man's changes. The more he backed, the more she

their relationship was already full of gaps since they had known each other

he could surely get the chance to get their divorce certificate as soon as possible.

tell me all about it in one breath as I want to speak to you." Richie put

was right or wrong, he shouldn't be blamed and pointed at by

he was stubborn or ill, his

at him word by word, like a fired gun. She finally stood up to drink