"I'm sorry. My pet is very timid. If it disturbed this gentleman, I'm willing to compensate." Hogan looked
at Cassandra with a bigger smile.
Cassandra almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "It stuck out its tongue at me, as if it wanted to swallow
me and eat me up. How dare you say it's timid?
Do you have any misunderstanding about your pet?'
Cassandra's heart beat fast, but her head was still pressed against Martin's chest. She wanted to
refute, but she could only babble a few words on Martin's chest, unable to speak clearly.
Martin glanced at Hogan and said expressionlessly, "No, thanks."
Raising her eyebrows slightly, Hogan smiled and said, "In that case, I won't force you. Mr. Jefferson, I'm
sorry. I owe you a favor tonight. You can ask me for it at any time. I will never refuse."
Jefferson smiled, "You are too polite, Mr. Hogan. But your pet... Well, it's so... Well, Mr. Hogan, please
keep an eye on your pet from now on. "
Jefferson's house was next to Hogan's. It was a huge golden python. If it could get in and out of his
house at will, he would have to move.
Moreover, there were so many important guests present tonight. If the golden python hurt someone,
how could he continue to stay in the circle?
But then again, rich people all had their own quirks. They raised mice, ants, snakes... 'Don't you think
you are a little rebellious?'
Hogan nodded, "Mr. Jefferson, you're right. I will pay more attention to it and won't let it run away again.
By the way, my Casey accidentally bumped into this gentleman just now. May I know his last name?"
Casey?
What the hell!
Why did a snake have to be called Casey!
People who didn't know it might think he was calling her!
With a helpless expression, Cassandra lay in Martin's arms and didn't dare to poke her head to look at
Hogan. Suddenly, a cold voice of Martin came from above her head.
Martin, "You don't have to know his last name."
The onlookers around had smelled the smell of an affair...
Hogan didn't get angry. He stared at Martin with a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. His dark
purple eyes seemed to be filled with ice.
Hogan, "Since you said that, I won't ask any more. Goodbye."
After saying that, Hogan took his huge golden python and left Jefferson's house slowly under the gaze
of the crowd.
Resting her head on Martin's chest, Cassandra listened to the discussions around. It was not until she
was sure that Hogan had gone far that she carefully stuck out half of her head from Martin's arms and
looked around vigilantly. Her tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
Jefferson hurried forward and said, "I'm sorry. We didn't expect this to happen. Mr. Wei, I'm really sorry.
"
Cassandra was indeed a little scared just now. She was afraid of snakes, and the golden python was
so horrible just now. Fortunately, Martin was there, otherwise, she really didn't know how to deal with it
today.
"Hey, Mr. Jefferson, you are so unreliable, aren't you? Your subordinates didn't find others' pet coming
to your house. I'm not satisfied! " With a glass of wine in his hand, Robert staggered over, put his arm
around Jefferson's shoulder and said drunkenly.
As the vice president of the Hugo Group, Robert was in charge of the business of the Hugo Group and
had a good relationship with Martin. Therefore, many people hoped to get close to Martin through him.
As soon as Robert arrived today, he was surrounded and gulped down wine.
With a pale face, Jefferson coughed awkwardly and said, "Mr. Robert, you're right. I will pay attention to
it from now on. This won't happen again."
Robert patted Jefferson on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Keep your words. Come on, drink!"
Having no choice, Jefferson had to follow Robert's advice. Fortunately, the episode was over soon.
However, with such a mess, Cassandra had no intention of expanding her connections. With a pale
face, she tugged at the corner of Martin's clothes and said, "Martin, I don't want to stay here any longer.
Let's go home."
As soon as she stood here, the scene of the golden python in front of her flashed through her mind.
"Okay," replied Martin.
Cassandra exhaled a deep breath of relief. After greeting, the two left Jefferson's house together.
With a guilty look on his face, Jefferson personally sent the woman to the door of the car. When
Cassandra was about to get in the car, Jefferson seemed to suddenly think of something and
immediately took out a black wallet from his pocket, and then took out a black card from it and handed
it to her.
Jefferson, "Mr. Wei, it's our first meeting. I'm really sorry. I have nothing to give you. This is the
exclusive black card for all shopping malls under my company. It's a gift for you. Please accept it, Mr.
Wei. Don't refuse."
The CA Group started its business as an industrial group. Its business had been involved in various
fields in the past few years, and large-scale shopping malls were just one of them. The exclusive black
card sent out by Jefferson was generally reserved with 5 million dollars, which was specially
customized for the heavyweight VIPs.
Cassandra turned her head and looked at Martin obediently, thinking, 'my sweetheart, look, how could
he be so considerate!' However, she couldn't accept the gift unless her sweetheart agreed! Yes!
Seeing the expression on her face, Martin didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. Did he treat her badly
or what? She was so happy to see the black card...
Martin said in a helpless tone, "If you like it, just take it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cassandra quickly took the card from Jefferson's hand. Her speed
was as fast as tearing the package with her bare hands.
The corners of Jefferson's mouth twitched slightly, and then he coughed awkwardly. He said, "There
are too many guests tonight. I'll invite you and make an apology to you alone another day, Mr. Wei."
After saying a few polite words, Cassandra dragged Martin into the car. As soon as the car was started,
Cassandra immediately threw herself into the arms of Martin with a pitiful expression and said,
"Darling, I was so scared just now."
Carlos in the front row was speechless.
'It's beyond my imagination.
Please spare my life!'
Sitting in the seat, Martin's cold and hard face was reflected on the black window. He looked at
Cassandra as if he was facing a formidable enemy. A few seconds later, Martin broke the silence in a
hoarse voice, "It's all my fault."
Carlos, "..."
'Fuck! My fucking eyes are going to be blind!
Can you inform me before you show off your love next time?'
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