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

without waiting for any response,

the phone, then she started to send messages. She was smart enough to make

the phone was connected, Richie held his breath and could only say, "call

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

would marry this crazy woman?

your phone aside. Put it

you threatening me

the wrong," Just then, the business phone, which was used to talk about business, rang again.

was unable to read any more. Sitting on the leather chair, he tilted his head and listened

another, as if they were the exploding storm of swearing. Hearing that, Richie felt ashamed of himself. His

strange that she could speak a single

pause, she shifted the topic to 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

eyes with his hands and didn't answer directly. In fact, even he himself didn't know what

and didn't tell others about his true feelings towards Consuela. He didn't know whether he was worried about his wife or

loudly. If she did before, he would knock

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

already full of gaps since they had known each other for

he was still indifferent to Consuela because of some other matters, he could surely get the chance

about it in one breath as I want to speak to you." Richie put the phone

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

stubborn or

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