It Was You novel Chapter 685

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.