Chapter 352 I've Never Liked You

Name:Mystery of Love Author:Orange
Pitkin was outrageous as he said, "It was just a sappy meeting. I didn't preside over it. Why did you ask me to be there?"

"You are not in charge of today's meeting, but it is held specially for you." Essie said in a gentle and cold voice.

Pitkin couldn't help shivering, and he felt uneasy when he saw Essie's deep eyes.

He tried his best to keep calm and sat in his seat, "Just say it. Don't hold me up. Let's get to the point. Don't delay my golden chance for my big development." He was cursing and intended to teach Essie a lesson. She didn't even have the chance to sit tight, but she dared to touch the Wang family. She was totally asking for death!

Without uttering a single word, Essie glanced at Vinton and decided to let him preside over the first half of the meeting.

"Grin." Vinton's voice was slow and clear, "On May 2, a company known as Sea Industry sent ten million dollars to your account. Please explain the origin of the huge remittance."

Grin felt a pang of nervousness, "I... I just did some private business outside."

"What kind of private business?" Vinton asked.

Grin was trembling and could not speak.

"Let me speak for you." Vinton snorted, "Someone gave you a sum of money to switch the newly purchased diamonds from Millennium Company, right?"

Grin was frightened that he was sweat all over his back. He couldn't help but look at Pitkin. Pitkin tried his best to keep calm, and there was only a piece of flesh on his face bouncing violently.

"Godin from the Warehouse Department stole the diamond. Hasn't he admitted it? He even handed out the stolen diamond. It has nothing to do with me," Grin argued.

"I'll give you one more chance. As long as you are honest and confess the identity of the mastermind, you will be dealt with lenient from Millennium Company," Vinton said seriously.

Grin wiped the sweat on his forehead, and when he was about to speak, he heard the low cough of Pitkin, so he quickly shut his mouth. "This matter... It really has nothing to do with me. You can't just accuse me to have switched the diamond only judging from the money on my account. You have to show evidence to prove everything."

"You have lost your chance." Vinton's eyes narrowed with menace. He took out his phone and showed the video to the liquid crystal display. It was from Godin's son who handed it to Malcolm. Grin came to see Godin, in an excuse to help him to cure his son, and let him take all the charges. Godin's son couldn't bear to see his father take the risk for his own life because of his sickness, so he secretly recorded their conversation.

Grin slid down from his chair and sat on the floor limply.

"Now you'd better tell me honestly who gave you orders," Vinton said.

Grin sneaked a glance at Pitkin. When he received his warning eyes, he lowered his head and did not speak.

But Essie knew that he didn't dare to speak it out, and she

lifted her wet hair in front of her forehead and asked weakly.

"Do you have other value?" He asked back. His teasing tone was like a cold wind, freezing her beating heart instantly.

"I hate you now!" She said in a fit of pique.

His black eyes flashed a cold light. "You're not pleasing either," he said coldly.

She frowned and seemed to be irritated. As a carp fish leaped up, she struggled to sit up. She held his head with two little hands and shook it hard. "Remember everything now! Give me back the old ice guy! Give me back my ice guy!"

Zac was about to faint. He grabbed her hands irritably and put them behind his back to keep them from moving.

"Let me go. I want to wake up all the parts of your hippocampus."

"Silly woman, You asked for it."

When she realized his intention, her face turned pale. She dared not to move, but it was too late.

"I like obedient women. Remember, don't provoke me." He...

"You are a devil, a beast. You are not my ice guy anymore." Her eyes were red, and the tears spread in them, and then burst out uncontrollably.

His heart inexplicably trembled, and an unspeakable love came out of his subconsciousness, but his expression was still indifferent. He opened his thin lips and slowly said, "I never belong, and I can't belong to any woman."

Tears welled up in her eyes. She pulled the quilt over her head and cried bitterly.

His heart seemed to have been broken by crying, which was so hurt that he was distracted. "Silly woman, your eyes are swollen with tears like this. You look ugly, you know?"

"I don't care whether I'm ugly or not. You don't remember me anyway!" She sobbed and said in a vague voice, "I really hope that they shot at me that day. As long as you remember me, it doesn't matter if I died."

"I haven't liked you in the past, have I? If I have, why don't I have any memory?" Zac said coldly and cruelly on purpose to suppress the pity in his heart.