It Was You novel Chapter 259

"Well.. My god... Am I blind? Are you sure that Samuel is not a gay? " Steve asked, confused.

When Daniel saw the scene, Martin took off his clothes and put it on the man. The look on his face was... That was an act between lovers!

Damn!

What on earth was he thinking about!

"He said he had a girlfriend..." Daniel said, rubbing his eyebrows.

Steve sniffed, "You believe him? It might be just an excuse. If he is gay, he could also say that he had a girlfriend. That man was really eye-catching. Luckily, he doesn't work in the entertainment circle. Otherwise, I might not become the No.1 handsome man in the entertainment circle. "

'The most handsome man in the entertainment circle?

Shame on you! The most popular young actor in the entertainment circle is right in front of you. What are you talking about?'

But at this time, Daniel was not in the mood to bicker with him. He was obviously absent-minded due to what happened just now, but he didn't realize that he cared so much about whether Samuel had a girlfriend or not.

In the Brumous Villa District of the capital city.

In the study.

Standing on the balcony, Roger looked into the dark night sky without focusing his eyes.

There was no star or moon tonight. The air was full of a deep breath. Roger stood still as if he was waiting for something.

After a while, a man wearing a black mask walked in.

The man in black mask had wound on his leg. He walked silently with a black cane in his hand. He was like a ghost returning from hell, full of gloom.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Roger?" The man in a black mask said in a hoarse voice, standing behind Roger.

Although the fire didn't kill him, he sucked in a lot of dust and his vocal cords were damaged. Since then, he would no longer speak as a normal person.

Hearing this, Roger turned around and looked at the man with a cold face. "I heard that you went to the Harbor City in person recently?"

The man in black mask nodded, "Yes, Mr. Roger."

With a malicious look on his face, Roger sneered. Then he walked up to the man and gave him a hard kick on his leg.

The man had a wounded leg, and when he kicked it, the whole leg of the man felt a piercing pain.

The man, however, had cold sweat on his forehead and pale lips, but he still stood there motionlessly.

Roger gave the man a few kicks in succession. The man gripped his cane tightly, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat on his back, but he still kept silent.