Chapter 471 In Trouble (4)

That man shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Although he was unable to tell, his miserable appearance made Angie's mouth twitch.

"Miss, did you come here with your friends or were you on your way here?" The man, wearing gold rimmed glasses, looked reasonable.

Angie hesitated for a second and nodded with a smile, "Yes, just now I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, someone shouted in a loud voice in the quiet central area, "Is that woman a journalist?"

The security here was always good, but there would still be some reckless reporters, just to get some reports.

They had risked their lives for this reason.

The people here had said that they could do anything to those reporters if they met them.

They would not only shield the victims, but also compensate for their loss. That was why they chose to believe them.

Angie saw clearly the man in front of her. When he heard the word 'reporter', his body stiffened. As the man was about to rush over, he raised his voice, "Miss, don't you have anything to explain?"

To explain?

"I'm not a journalist. I don't need to explain anything."

The man who had spoken just now had rushed behind her. He raised his hand and wanted to grab her hair, but was flexibly dodged by someone.

"Well, what ordinary person has such a good figure?"

Angie, who just stood still, almost slapped in the face. Her beautiful face was full of anger, too angry.

If she hadn't dodged it a moment ago, they wouldn't have known what she would do to welcome her. But now, even if she did, the man began to speak loudly.

And the crowd stirred up by the man became noisier. They were talking about something and it made Angie raise her eyebrows.

The man with gold rimmed glasses looked quite harmless. He stood in front of Angie calmly and stopped the

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

rying to find an excuse to get her out of here as soon as possible.

She was disturbed by the arrival of another person.

Perhaps it was because this man deliberately created a kind atmosphere that it was more likely to ask the questions that he wanted to ask. He always felt that this man would not refuse to answer.

To her surprise, the man just chuckled and said, "I don't know where your friend is."

Where?

This question made Angie suddenly lose her voice.

She... She only knew that Tristan was on the sixth floor, but she didn't know where he was. She walked aside in a hurry just now because she didn't want to be involved.

But she was stopped by the man just now, so she didn't think much about what the man would say when he asked her. She began to think about it until now.

Angie lowered her head and frowned. She didn't know how to answer the question, and it seemed that the person who had asked the question knew that she couldn't get an answer, so he just smiled and said, "I don't mean anything else. I just want to tell you. If you can't find someone to help, you can come to me at any time."

"What?" Angie was confused.

The man pointed at the distance away from them.