Anderson’s face went dark and his half-closed eyes suddenly opened widely, “She didn’t ask the police who had provided the evidences?”

Arthur deeply regretted.

Why would he tell Master Anderson that Miss Johnson definitely would come to thank him? He should remember the deep-seated hatred between them when he said it at that time.
He had nobody but himself to blame!

“Say something!” Anderson ordered coldly.

Arthur closed his eyes and spoke resolutely, “She did.”

But she didn’t come to him.

She didn’t want to come!

What an ungrateful woman!

Anderson shoved the phone down on the table. He got up and went upstairs with a stolid face, surrounded with a frigid atmosphere.

He was really angry now, angrier than ever before.

“Perhaps Miss Johnson is busy with other things. She must be very grateful to you in her heart.”

“Maybe she’s just too proud to admit it face to face.”

Following after him, Arthur grabbed the phone and explained carefully, in hope of appeasing his anger.

Anderson gave him a cold glance, “Your bonus is gone for this quarter. Give me the phone and you can go back now.” Arthur looked bad.

He heard the vase broken into pieces upstairs when going downstairs.

Arthur was dreadfully terrified. He had meant to do Miss Johnson a good deed, but he was not sure it was good or just the opposite.

Catherine had no idea what was going on at Ziting Villa.

She didn’t come to see Anderson, but instead, Anderson went to her.

In the morning, as Catherine went out for work, she was startled to see a man was leaning against the wall outside the door.
She was about cried out.

But Anderson raised his head.

She swallowed it back.

There was a dead silence.

He looked into her eyes deeply, as if a fierce beast was sealed in his profound and quite eyes.

Catherine met his eyes calmly, without any trace of avoidance or fear.

“What brings you here?”

stared at her face with

while,

“I’m

she said it, she

got

ferocity in his eyes made her

by the hand and pushed her into the house. Catherine tried to resist but in vain, for he was too strong

“Bang—”

slammed shut, which

against the door, and the man’s quick breath came

twisted, and he

his throat, “Why

frowned. He wanted her to

for the evidences.” she said

restaurant saying welcome, without a hint of genuine emotion. He had stood outside the door for a whole night but just got a cold

and beast in his mind fighting each other fiercely.

and the emotion he had held

He lost his mind.

pink and

at him with red

eyes, so

was the last thing he would like

looked at her face in

let go of

years and totally knew what he wanted. But she was too weak to resist. The harder she

dark eyes were hot as if

was getting heavier and

“Anderson, don’t …”

her mouth before she

removed his hand off her

he suddenly laughed, “Catherine, you’ll never escape me.” His

She can’t escape him!

like a nightmare

hot, and the smile around his mouth

and held her up,

Catherine was quivering.

if she told herself not to fear,

“Anderson, I hate you.”

on the woman in his arms, whose face was wet with tears. He laid her on the bed,

say a

thought he had nothing to do with her sufferings, and

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