Glancing at her for a while, Viola swallowed hard and asked, "You mean, you didn't do it?"
"No, I just don't know how to help you." "Tell me, what happened?" Jennifer smiled and passed her a plum.
Slightly furrowing her delicate eyebrows, Viola hesitated and bit her fingers. "It was when I almost had to go to jail that the big screen in A City was broadcasting the video and conversation between me and Mr. Mei."
All of a sudden, Jennifer stood up and screamed, "Who the hell did that? It's great!"
Viola nodded slightly and bit the plum in her hand, "I've been thinking about it over and over again, but I can't figure out who helped me."
"I don't know who did it. But I think he did it well. Mr. Mei was too vicious and thus his reputation was ruined."
Jennifer turned on her laptop and searched for the screen with a search engine with keen interest.
After a short pause, Viola looked around the living room and lowered her voice unnaturally. "Where is Mr. Chu?"
"He took the little girl away in the morning that day." Jennifer didn't lift her head. She stared at the screen and said cynically, "He is indeed cold-blooded."
Viola responded quickly. She lay on the sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling, totally absent-minded.
At three pm.
It was the most suitable hotel apartment for the celebrity to live in B City. Maynard was wearing a black shirt, with slightly open neckline revealing his sexy collarbone and wheat skin.
When the guard saw him bowed respectfully, a waiter in the room with a sweet smile led him to the second floor.
After the waitress left, Maynard rang the doorbell and the door was opened in less than ten seconds.
"I didn't know that you came here. Welcome." When Chol opened the door, he wore a sly smile on his face, which made him look more attractive. Then he turned around and sat down on the sofa.
Maynard closed the door and sat opposite him coldly. He crossed his long, straight legs and said, "Give me the things."
A light flashed in Chol's eyes, and a perfect smile appeared on his face. "What do you mean? I don't understand."
Hearing that, Maynard's eyes turned dark. With a cold aura that prevented others from getting close to him, he said, "You have the video that Vivi hurt Mr. Mei."
"Who told you that?"
Chol smoothed his hair and the smile on his face disappeared.
"The paparazzi who sold your video told me that you bought it." With a poker face, Maynard said in a gloomy tone, "I don't know what you're up to, but I advise you to hand it in."
Hearing that, Chol's hand that was holding the coffee froze for an instant. Then he took a sip as if nothing had happened and frowned slightly. "Is there really no secret in the world forever?" he asked
A mocking smile played at Maynard's thin lips. "I only want to record the video," he said
Chol shrugged helplessly and jeered at him, "As you helped to clear Viola's suspicion, at the same time, you don't want to see what's going to happen to Vivi. Which one do you like on earth?"
Maynard's sight was extremely sharp. He raised his right hand and unbuttoned the buttons on the left sleeve. His threat was self-evident.
"Well, well, I am afraid of you." Chol made a gesture of surrender helplessly, but his narrow peach eyes showed no sincerity. Half joking and half knowing, he said, "I have a crush on Viola, so if you want the video, you should do me a favor."
The facial expression on Maynard's face, which looked like a knife, was completely tensed. Under his black and heavy eyes, an endless storm seemed to be brewing.
Chol narrowed his eyes, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and looked into his eyes.
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