Chapter 685 Dubious Man

In the Lu Group.

In the CEO office.

Cassandra had mistreated the whole company, and she was almost relieved. She sat quietly aside to read the script, occasionally chatting with others, and it seemed that time was quiet and good.

At this time, her phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID was bitch Roger.

Cassandra frowned and thought, 'What's wrong with this bitch? Does he want to show his existence again?'

Cassandra slowly picked up the phone, slid the screen and whispered, "Hello."

Sitting on the sofa, Martin lowered his head with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

On the other side of the phone, Roger's knuckles turned white. He suppressed his anger and asked, "Where are you?"

Cassandra licked her lips and sneered, "Where else can I be? Of course I'm with Martin. What can I do for you, Mr. Roger?"

Roger's pupils shrank, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. His voice unconsciously became colder. He clenched his fingers unconsciously, "I'm not here to quarrel with you. Can you come out? I want to see you alone."

He emphasized the word 'alone' on purpose.

Resting her head on one hand, Cassandra smiled lazily, "You don't have to meet me, do you? If you have something to say, tell me on the phone. Martin doesn't allow me to be with a dubious man in private. I don't want to piss him off."

A dubious man?

Was he just an insignificant man in her eyes?

All of a sudden, the tense look on Roger's face disappeared, and his eyes were filled with coldness. He clenched his fingers and said, "Cassandra, do you have to talk to me in this attitude? I just want to... Look at your hand. I really don't know what happened this time. Otherwise, I will never allow them to hurt you like this! "

Hearing this, Cassandra sneered, "So, Mr. Roger, what do you want to say to me now? You said it had nothing to do with you, and then I should be grateful to you? "

Roger, "I didn't mean that..."

Cassandra raised her eyebrows slightly,

h your help, do I? "

Martin kept silent for two seconds, "You don't want to hurt him?"

Cassandra almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She underestimated the jealousy rate of the jealousy king.

But then again, most people's first love was the white moonlight in the bottom of their hearts, which could not be wiped away. In her previous life, she had quarreled with Martin again and again because of Roger, hadn't she?

Unfortunately, the white moonlight had completely turned into mosquito blood. She just wanted to dig down the wall stained with blood.

Cassandra immediately showed her loyalty, "How is that possible? I just think that that kind of bastard doesn't deserve your help. Leave him to me for fun. Otherwise, why do you think I went out to act in public at that time? I want to completely trample him under my feet one day. The more you take away what he cares most, the more painful he will be. I'm very happy to see that he is not living well. "

She didn't hate him anymore, but something would come to an end sooner or later.

"I trust you." said Martin.

Cassandra secretly glanced at him, wondering why Martin was so unreliable when he said this. When Cassandra was about to say something, Martin's phone rang, and the caller ID was Lenny.

'Ha-ha, the rival in love is coming!'