Cassandra chuckled, raised one of her eyebrows and said in a softer voice, "Denny, don't worry. I'm here. No one dares to bully you."
Before Denny could say anything, Jack howled and complained, "Martin, you bastard! Why do you treat Denny like a spring breeze and treat me like autumn wind that sweep leaves? The difference is so obvious!"
Humph! They were both human beings. Didn't he want to be respected?
If she had time to coax Denny, why didn't she coax him?
Jack, who didn't realize that he had completely lost in jealousy, instantly forgot his brotherhood and friendship, and forgot about the press conference and the matter of seeking justice for Denny. All he remembered at the moment was the cruel reality that he was neglected.
He also wanted to be loved.
Cassandra cast a sidelong glance at him and said, "How can a rough man like you compare with Denny?"
Jack was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were as big as bells, as if he was suffering a heartache. "Martin, how could you say that? Oh, my heart... Look, they are all broken into pieces. I can't even pick them up!"
Cassandra rolled her eyes at him, "Jack, can you be more reserved?"
Jack replied, "Am I not reserved enough?"
He hadn't rolled on the ground yet!
Cassandra pressed her temples and said, "Never mind. You go and keep an eye on the public relations department first. Besides, the press conference is about to start. Don't make any more trouble at the scene."
Jack curled his lips and said, "You just think I'm a hindrance here. Humph, I'm leaving now!"
Cassandra felt speechless.
The weird style of him was really strange.
Jack said a few sarcastic words, and finally remembered that he had something important to do later, so he left happily. The office which had been very noisy just now was quiet now, and there was dead silence.
After a while, Denny raised his eyes slightly and said, "Martin, it's enough for you to trust me. You don't have to take it as a big deal."
Denny had been in the entertainment industry for ten years, and before that accident, he had suffered a lot. But at that time, he was not famous, nor did he have fans that supported him. He fought alone like a hero, even if he had suffered great grievances, and he had to comfort those who supported him with a smile.
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