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?”

has two-hundred thousand cash under his bed. He also posted those photos through a

obvious approval to show who has asked him to shoot the photos, but there’s something suspicious. There a lot of Miss Catherine Johnson’s comics in his residence, all with autographs. There are a lot of her photos

on the other end of the phone was heard clearly

the floor quietly, suddenly became emotional. “It has nothing to do with Miss Johnson. It’s Miss Scott

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

the line sounded hesitant. “All love confessions. He said a line that he would ruin Miss

Looking at the man on the floor, she said, “No matter how much you like Catherine, you can’t do it! And you’ve put the blame on me. How shameless

Anderson looked at the man

As if he knew that nothing he could do, he said helplessly, “Just do whatever you want to on me. This matter has nothing to do

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

this era when everything could be

not enough time to hide

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

would turn out to be

said in disbelief, “Is there

the phone. His lips parted, but he didn’t know what to speak. He could

“Why? Do you want to

Hudson didn’t care

lowered his head.

he rushed out of the basement

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

Hudson. “Why

instantly had a hunch and wondered what she had

you know that someone has shot the photos of Mr. Clark’s and

who shot the photos has something to do with

looked at him in

just put the blame on her no matter

eyes. “Please come with me. Or, Mr. Clark will

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