It Was You novel Chapter 682

There was dead silence in the hall.

Cassandra frowned and rubbed her forehead helplessly. Then she picked up the phone, "Director Johnny, it's so late. What's up?"

It was Johnny who called her. It was true that Cassandra couldn't lose her temper at the gentle and upright Johnny. If it were someone else, she would have already been angry.

On the other end of the phone, Johnny looked absent-minded. His back was against the door of Cassandra's house, and his black eyes were full of confusion. The joints of his hands that holding the mobile phone turned white, and the voice control light in the corridor suddenly went out.

In the darkness, it seemed that something was dormant, waiting for an opportunity to open its bloody mouth and swallow him in one gulp.

The night was long, and there was a sound coming from nowhere. The voice control light suddenly turned on again. In the dim light, Johnny's eyes lowered a little unconsciously. "How's your injury?"

Cassandra glanced at her mummified arm and smiled, "It's Okay. It's just a small wound. You don't have to be worried, director Johnny. By the way, where is Nadine? She is an important witness. We can't make any mistake this time. "

Johnny was silent for a while, "She is dead."

Cassandra's face suddenly darkened and a cold light appeared in her eyes, "What did you say? Dead? Didn't you ask someone to take good care of her? How could he die? "

She did want to fight back with the help of Nadine, but she had never thought of killing her from beginning to end.

Johnny rubbed his swollen temples, and a touch of loss flashed across his face. He said, "Nadine has a heart disease, and she died on the way to the hospital. The police has intervened, and found that there is abnormal capital flow in her account, and they also found a Platinum Mansion's membership card. Don't worry. I will give you an explanation. "

Cassandra leaned back on the sofa casually, and her slightly narrowed eyes were still filled with coldness and cruelty. "Director Johnny, this matter is not within your ability. Since the police has intervened, you don't have to worry about it."

A bitter smile appeared on Johnny's lips. For a moment, he suddenly found that his usual indifference to the world seemed to be wrong. In the past, he only immersed in his own world. As long as he could filming, he felt satisfied. Even if there were many unfair things in the world, he seemed to be able to accept them frankly.

But what would he do if it was that man?

Johnny lowered his eyebrows, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow. He said in an unusually hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

He couldn't find anything else to say except this sentence. He also wanted to ask her what Martin would do if he was present today.

Unfortunately, he was not even qualified to ask.

He thought that he could always watch from a distance silently, but when everyone did something for others, even if they were willing to, there would always be extravagance, extravagance that the person would turn around and see his silence.

Somehow, Cassandra felt that something was wrong with Johnny today.

But after thinking for a while, she thought that it was probably a bad year for Johnny this year. At first, he got into some trouble, and then there was another situation here. What's more, the police were involved. Anyone who encountered these things would be very upset.

Cassandra sighed, "Johnny, it has nothing to do with you. You don't have to tell me this. The crew has been in such a big trouble, and I guess there are still some follow-up things to deal with. If you are not convenient, you can leave them to Jack, and give yourself a few more days off. Let's talk about it later, okay?"

Johnny's pupils shrank a little, and he smiled bitterly in silence. "Let's talk about it later. If there is nothing else, I have to hang up."

Cassandra, "Well, it's getting late. Director Johnny, go to bed early. Call me if you need anything."

Johnny answered briefly and hung up the phone. The corridor was silent. Occasionally, he could only hear his slightly short breath. His slender body slid down against the door at one point one.

He knew he couldn't get her, but he still wanted to get close to her. Even if darting into the fire like a moth and was eventually burned to ashes by the fire, he was willing to do so.

In the Yan Garden.

As soon as Cassandra hung up the phone, she received a lot of messy calls, most of which were to show human care. A few minutes alone, Cassandra not only had a blister in her mouth, but also the atmosphere that had just been hard prepared disappeared.

What did she do wrong!

Martin didn't react much, but it was possible that it happened too fast just now. Martin was still in the memory stage, and miraculously didn't stop her. He just sat quietly aside, with some blood streaks in his eyes, like a weathered sculpture, staring at her without blinking.

Cassandra was finally scared by his stare. When she finished the last call and was about to save the atmosphere, Robert, together with Talbot, came in coquettishly.

Cassandra, "..."

'Can I kill this bastard first?'

"Well, it's so tacky to give gifts. Talbot insisted on sending some tonics here. See? Are you moved by the most precious gift of this century?" As soon as he put down the exquisitely packaged box in his hand, he begin to ask for credit shamelessly.

Taking a helpless look at him, Talbot said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Martin, Cassandra. I'm so sorry to bother you at this late hour."

Robert and Talbot sat down on the sofa opposite. Hearing his words, Robert smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. "Honey, why are you so polite to them? We are here to visit the patient. It's not a big deal, right?"

Cassandra ground her teeth and said, "Yes, Robert. Would you like to have a midnight snack here?"

Raising his eyebrows, Robert said, "Okay. But I've been recuperating recently and don't eat heavy flavor. I'll just have some light bird's nest porridge, heavenly snow lotus soup and so on."

'Why don't you go to hell?'

Cassandra didn't expect that Robert would be so shameless. She asked casually, "Robert, why are you recuperating?"

Hearing this, Robert leaned against Talbot and touched his fat belly with his slender fingers. With a shy face, he said, "I can give birth to a baby for my wife after recuperating."

Cassandra, "..."

Damn you!

He was so shameless that she couldn't afford to offend him.

At this moment, the root of Talbot's ears was burning red, but he could do nothing about it. He had no choice but to explain, "Robert is just kidding. Don't take it to heart."

Cassandra was shocked and took a sip of tea, pretending to be calm. "How could it be? I wish Robert an early birth. By that time, Martin and I will give you a big gift."

With a wave of his hand, Robert said in a long voice, "You're so annoying."