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.

well, so he said coldly to the person on the other end of the phone, "if you don't have anything important to deal with, you can wait for me to and call

without waiting for any response, but

to send messages. She was smart enough

phone was connected, Richie held his breath and could only say, "call my private number.

right away. Richie looked through his phone and saw numerous missed calls

this crazy woman?

aside. Put it

threatening me

then, the business phone, which was used to

he opened the hands-free, and the document was unable to read any more. Sitting on the leather chair, he tilted his

they were the exploding storm of swearing. Hearing that, Richie felt ashamed of himself. His sharp tongue could hurt a few persons for no reason,

was really strange that she could speak a single cross talk by her own.

scornful smile, she jeered, "what's the matter? You've made it clear that you still love

his hands and didn't answer directly. In fact, even

true feelings towards Consuela. He

him loudly. If she did before, he would knock her down with

could clearly feel

their relationship was already full of gaps since

other matters, he could surely get the chance to get their divorce certificate as soon as

speak to you." Richie put the phone black on the business card, and then said

he shouldn't be blamed and pointed at by others.

was stubborn

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