Carlos' words frightened Celia. She almost fell down from the bed.
She raised her eyes and looked at the man whose upper body was already naked, with her eyes wide open.
What... What the hell was he doing?
Looking at the expression on her face, Carlos glared at her. "Let me see if there are any other injuries."
That was when she realized She was still very shy.
"No, it's not necessary. I didn't get hurt before..."
It's very strange, okay?
Carlos' face soured at her words. "Do you want me to help you or you undress yourself?"
Celia could not believe what she had heard.
This man was a rogue and he could still be so righteous!
But she knew he would help her if she didn't do so.
She had no choice but to start to take off her dress slowly.
But how could the man be so impatient when he saw her turtle speed? He just jumped up and yanked her skirt off.
Celia shuddered all of a sudden
She didn't know what to do. Her little face seemed to bleed under the bright light.
Fortunately, the man was quite simple today, only staring at the black and blue marks on her legs.
These were the traces she left when she resisted Ron.
The lively atmosphere finally cooled down.
Celia stared at the man in front of her. The gloomy expression on his face was because he was angry, but he was more worried about her?
After a long pause, she whispered, "actually ...nothing... "
The man suddenly raised his head and stared at her with a frown. He said angrily, "it's not a big deal? Isn't it enough? "
She felt wronged by him. She said that only to make him feel better. And he was so mean to her! Humph!
Carlos' phone suddenly rang. He didn't answer it immediately, but said to her, "go and take a shower."
She nodded.
She put on a light makeup and went into the bathroom, and then she locked the door from the inside with great care.
Carlos heard the door click.
He curled up his lips, took out his phone and looked at the message. His face suddenly turned cold.
Carlos answered the phone, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed.
"Boss, we have talked with the TV station about this. But..."
"But what?" Carlos furrowed his eyebrows.
After a pause, Boris continued, "the news is on the Internet It traveled fast.
"
He pursed his lips tightly and looked grim. "I want the news disappear tomorrow."
On the other end of the phone, Boris took a deep breath. Although he had already done it, the spread rate of the Internet could not be underestimated.
Moreover, not only those large-scale websites, but also many small ones that even the person in charge of the company couldn't find were reposted. It wasn't difficult to delete them, but in a short time, they were deleted completely.
"Have you found the reporter?"
"We haven't found him yet, but we found his identity, which is a bit strange."
Carlos didn't say a word, waiting for Boris to go on.
"It's just an obscure journalist, and that police has never cooperated with it before. I don't know why this time, the police station will allow him to take the action with them. It seems that he is hiding somewhere. I have contacted the head of the newspaper, but I can't get through to him. "
Carlos said coldly.
He had expected it and needed to confirm it.
The whole thing must have been plotted by someone since it came to the police station.
Who is that man?
Was it Ron Mo?
Although Carlo disliked him, he didn't have reasons to do so.
Carlos knew that Ron had been trying to rope in some other funds to drive him out, and the marriage between him and the An Clan was the most obvious evidence.
If Ron could marry Benjamin's daughter in peace, then perhaps he still needed to find a way to deal with it.
However, he had never changed. He had sold out Celia, but he still wanted to take her back.
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