I’m Sorry But I Love You

Chapter 72

Johanna’s expression changed. She looked at Anderson in disbelief.
‘I didn’t.” Her fair face was full of stubbornness. “Mr. Clark, please believe me. I didn’t.”

Meeting Anderson’s slightly cold gaze, Johanna was a bit frightened. She forced herself to calm down and kept lying, “I won’t admit anything that I’ve never done. I want to confront him.”

Arthur pointed at the man who had collapsed on the floor and said, “That’s the man who shot the photos.”

Johanna followed Arthur’s finger, looking confused. “I’ve never met this man before.”

The man dared not to look at Johanna. Avoiding her eye contact, he said, “It’s her. She asked me to shoot the photos.” Johanna blushed in anger. “Look at my eyes. When did I ask you to do it?”

The young man dared not to look at her. “No matter what, it’s you who asked me to shoot.”

He looked as if he had a guilty conscience.

All the people in the basement sensed something fishy.

Johanna looked as if she was wronged beyond dispute. She looked at Anderson with her innocent eyes full of pleading. “Mr.
Clark, I truly didn’t ask him to do so.”

Anderson cast a glance at Arthur. “Look into his residence and the latest contacts.”

‘I’ve asked my men to do so.”

The basement was pretty quiet except for Johanna’s sobs.

Anderson was sitting on the chair leisurely, his gaze sweeping at the man on the floor coldly.

The man felt quite stressed.

However, he was still looking at Anderson confidently.

The ringing tone of the cell phone in Arthur’s hands broke the silence.

“Hello, have you found out anything?”

a virtual number that contacted him. There was no financial transaction record online. He has two-hundred thousand cash under his bed. He also posted those photos through a gossip ID that in his

Miss Catherine Johnson’s comics in his residence, all with autographs. There are a lot of her photos on his computer as well.” When Arthur

end of the phone

man, who was collapsed on the floor quietly, suddenly became emotional. “It has nothing to do with Miss Johnson. It’s Miss Scott who has bribed me to

sent private messages to Miss Johnson’s micro-blog ID.” Arthur’s fingers that were

“All love confessions. He said a line

much you

say?” Anderson looked at the

nothing he could do, he said helplessly, “Just do whatever you want to on me. This matter

muttered, “But who would hide the two-hundred-thousand cash under

when everything could be paid electronically, it rarely

enough time to hide the

financial transactions would be found. Anderson looked annoyed. “Hudson, call

that things would turn out to be

in disbelief, “Is there

he didn’t know what to

a cold glance at Hudson. “Why? Do you want to disobey my order for her?” He wondered if Catherine had cast any spell

care who

his head. “I dare

words, he rushed

had just finished her work. When she was going to cook something simple, she heard a

she saw Hudson. “Why are you here?” Catherine

sent his man here, Catherine instantly had a hunch and wondered what she

you know that someone has shot the photos

according to our investigation, the man who shot the photos has something to do with you,”

looked at him in

the blame on her no matter

look into her eyes. “Please come with me. Or, Mr.

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