It Was You

Chapter 685 Dubious Man

In the Lu Group.

In the CEO office.

Cassandra had mistreated the whole company, and she was almost relieved. She sat quietly aside to read the script, occasionally chatting with others, and it seemed that time was quiet and good.

At this time, her phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID was bitch Roger.

Cassandra frowned and thought, 'What's wrong with this bitch? Does he want to show his existence again?'

Cassandra slowly picked up the phone, slid the screen and whispered, "Hello."

Sitting on the sofa, Martin lowered his head with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

On the other side of the phone, Roger's knuckles turned white. He suppressed his anger and asked, "Where are you?"

Cassandra licked her lips and sneered, "Where else can I be? Of course I'm with Martin. What can I do for you, Mr. Roger?"

Roger's pupils shrank, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. His voice unconsciously became colder. He clenched his fingers unconsciously, "I'm not here to quarrel with you. Can you come out? I want to see you alone."

He emphasized the word 'alone' on purpose.

Resting her head on one hand, Cassandra smiled lazily, "You don't have to meet me, do you? If you have something to say, tell me on the phone. Martin doesn't allow me to be with a dubious man in

private. I don't want to piss him off."

A dubious man?

Was he just an insignificant man in her eyes?

All of a sudden, the tense look on Roger's face disappeared, and his eyes were filled with coldness. He clenched his fingers and said, "Cassandra, do you have to talk to me in this attitude? I just want to... Look at your hand. I really don't know what happened this time. Otherwise, I will never allow them to hurt you like this! "

Hearing this, Cassandra sneered, "So, Mr. Roger, what do you want to say to me now? You said it had nothing to do with you, and then I should be grateful to you? "

Roger, "I didn't mean that..."

Cassandra raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then what do you mean, Mr. Roger? The Platinum Mansion is owned by you. Who used the privilege to approve the membership card to an outsider? Mr. Roger, don't tell me you don't know. Even if you didn't do it, I will blame you. Do you feel good to be wronged for no reason, Mr. Roger? "

Sitting in front of the table, like a weathered sculpture, Roger's anger came clearly from the bottom of his heart. "I said it wasn't me, why don't you believe me once more?"

Why didn't she believe him once more?

She had asked him countless times why he didn't believe her once more and why he didn't give her another chance. She didn't expect that things would change in turn. Now the two changed their roles and it was the turn of Roger to ask her.

Cassandra's eyes narrowed slightly and darkened in an instant, "There is no reason. Or, Mr. Roger, you think I should be around you all my life and become a joke in the eyes of others. And you, Mr. Roger, enjoy the envious eyes of others, and never care about my life or death."

Roger's face suddenly froze. Before Cassandra got married, he was indeed like this. Men all had their own vanity and desire to conquer, and he couldn't avoid vulgarity. Therefore, although he hated Cassandra for pestering him at that time, on the other hand, he also took it as a capital for his charm and flaunting.

He once trampled on Cassandra's true heart, but now he questioned her why she didn't give him another chance.

Huh... A man!

There was a dead silence in the air. Roger's heart was heaving violently, and his face turned pale. "I can't refute what happened in the past. It's all my fault. Can you give me another chance?"

Cassandra's eyes turned cold for a moment. She said in a very light voice, "Roger, no matter what happened in the past, it is over. I've made it clear that there's no way between us. I have someone I like. If you keep pestering me like this... I'm really going to fall out with you. "

Roger's fingers, which were holding the phone, turned pale because of overexertion. He sat stiffly on the chair, his expression changing several times, and finally he gritted his teeth with a livid face, "You... Don't tell me that you really fall in love with Martin. Do you know what kind of person he is? Do you know how many despicable means he has behind his back? You won't be happy with him. "

Cassandra's face turned cold in an instant, and her voice was as cold as ice, "I don't care what kind of person he is and how many tricks he has behind it. In this world, only he really treats me well. It's my business whether I'm happy or not. You don't have to worry about it, Mr. Roger."This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

'Is a man of schemes and plots qualified to judge Martin?'

He was not qualified.

After saying that, Cassandra didn't want to listen to Roger's nonsense anymore. She hung up the phone and threw it away. With an aggrieved expression on her face, she rushed to Martin, "Martin, that idiot Roger came to challenge my IQ again. I'm suffering."

The gloom in Martin's eyes was swept away. He reached out and gently rubbed the girl's head, carefully avoiding her injured hand. "If you don't like it, it's just a small GR Group..."

Cassandra immediately jumped out of Martin's arms, "Please don't! I don't need you to kill such a fool with your help, do I? "

Martin kept silent for two seconds, "You don't want to hurt him?"

Cassandra almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She underestimated the jealousy rate of the jealousy king.

But then again, most people's first love was the white moonlight in the bottom of their hearts, which could not be wiped away. In her previous life, she had quarreled with Martin again and again because of Roger, hadn't she?

Unfortunately, the white moonlight had completely turned into mosquito blood. She just wanted to dig down the wall stained with blood.

Cassandra immediately showed her loyalty, "How is that possible? I just think that that kind of bastard doesn't deserve your help. Leave him to me for fun. Otherwise, why do you think I went out to act in public at that time? I want to completely trample him under my feet one day. The more you take away what he cares most, the more painful he will be. I'm very happy to see that he is not living well. "

She didn't hate him anymore, but something would come to an end sooner or later.

"I trust you." said Martin.

Cassandra secretly glanced at him, wondering why Martin was so unreliable when he said this. When Cassandra was about to say something, Martin's phone rang, and the caller ID was Lenny.

'Ha-ha, the rival in love is coming!'