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?”

just stared at her face with

good while, he suddenly laughed

frowned slightly, “I’m going to

said it, she planned

got

her

the house. Catherine tried to

“Bang—”

door was slammed shut, which

door, and the man’s quick breath came blew in

twisted, and he closed the fierce eyes. After quite a long

throat, “Why

He wanted

the evidences.” she said

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

and beast in his mind fighting each

a moment, it reached peak and the emotion he

He lost his mind.

pink and soft

at him with red eyes, unyielding

the hatred in her eyes,

the last thing he would like

her

go

too weak to resist. The

dark eyes were

was getting heavier

“Anderson, don’t …”

her mouth

her eyes. Catherine glared at

man’s fiery eyes met her look, and he suddenly laughed, “Catherine, you’ll never escape

She can’t escape him!

a nightmare in her

and the smile around his mouth was

bent down and held

Catherine was quivering.

if she told herself not to

“Anderson, I hate you.”

whose face was wet with tears. He laid her on the

didn’t say a

her sufferings,

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