Cold sweat dripped from Carlos's forehead. He wiped the cold sweat in a hurry and cautiously asked,
"Well... Didn't my boss go back from Robert's home with you last night? He didn't hang out in any hotel,
did he?"
Cassandra's hand trembled, and her toothbrush almost dropped from her hand. She rolled her eyes
speechlessly and said, "Carlos, open your eyes wide and see clearly. The man next to that woman is
my worker. He was set up. I just want to avenge him! I'm not catching adultery, understand?"
The corners of Carlos's mouth twitched, and then he said obsequiously, "Well, I knew it. How could my
boss, who loves you so much, have an affair, right? I'll send someone to check it right away and send
the surveillance video to you later."
Cassandra said, "Okay, I'll give you 3 minutes. I want all the information about that woman."
Hearing this, Carlos almost spat out a mouthful of blood
After hanging up the phone, Cassandra quickly washed up, changed a set of clothes and went
downstairs in a hurry.
Colin was different from other people, such as Denny and Palmer. Although they were not famous
before, they had been in this circle for so many years. They had a strong psychological quality and
could stand steadily.
But Colin was like a piece of white paper. Once he was crumpled, anyone would probably never be
able to smooth him back.
As soon as Cassandra went downstairs, she saw Carlos, dressed in a night robe, running in with
messy hair like a chicken nest.
Carlos ignored his boss and ran to Cassandra like a gust of wind, "Cassandra, this is all the information
about the woman you want... Boss, don't look at me like that. Not flirting with girls!"
On the sofa, Martin was sitting there reading newspaper. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly and
looked at Cassandra silently.
Cassandra was instantly frightened to death. She swallowed and grabbed a small U disk from Carlos
with one hand. Then she threw herself into Martin's arms and kissed Martin on the cheek. "Sweetheart,
I don't have time to explain to you. I'll tell you later. It's about the company. I love you..."
In the face of a cold and domineering CEO like Martin, Cassandra's kiss could calm down his mood.
Before Martin could figure out what was going on, Cassandra had already rushed out of the house.
Seeing this, Martin was speechless...
He wondered if he was ignored.
On the other side, Carlos tightened his nightgown and laughed awkwardly, "Well, boss, I'll go back to
make up first and then come to pick you up... In fact, one of the stars in her company was set up. She
just wanted to seek justice for him. I've investigated that woman. She is not a rich woman. She is just a
blackmailer."
Nowadays, blackmail could create new realms every day.
Martin didn't say anything. After Carlos finished his explanation, he left.
In an apartment community of the capital city.
At this moment, the entrance and exit of the community had been surrounded by major media
reporters. The residents in and out of the community were annoying and called the police, but it was
useless.
A large number of reporters squatted there, with cameras and microphones in their hands. They all
wanted to interview Colin as soon as possible, report a big scoop, and then fight to become famous.
Since ancient times, how many people had climbed up step by step on other's bones and blood?
In the Colin's home.
Jack had come here early in the morning. Now he was so anxious that he almost cried when he saw a
lot of reporters downstairs.
The Kyoto Film Festival was going to be held soon, but Colin was set up at this moment, which was too
crazy. But under the current situation, if they didn't give an explanation in time, Colin's future would be
ruined, let alone the Kyoto Film Festival.
In this circle, no matter how famous a star was, as long as he got involved in Pornography, gambling
and drugs, he would be done, not to mention that Colin had just stood out.
Colin sat quietly on the sofa with his back against the sofa. His ten fingers intertwined and his fingertips
touched his forehead. No one knew what he was thinking.
Jack didn't ask too much. He was afraid that he would hurt Colin. He had encountered this kind of thing
before. At this time, the more he asked about the matter, the more unbearable Colin was.
However, there were so many reporters waiting downstairs. Jack wondered why Cassandra hadn't
arrived yet.
Jack went back and forth in a rage for dozens of circles, and finally Cassandra arrived. When Jack saw
Cassandra, he rushed up as if he had seen his own father. "You're finally here! There are so many
reporters downstairs. What should we do now?"
Cassandra took a look at Colin and said, "Make a statement on the official microblog and tell them that
we believe in Colin's innocence. Two days later, we will hold a press conference to clarify the matter. In
addition, we will investigate the person who spread the rumor through legal channels, including the
name of the reporters who exposed the news. I will let such a black sheep out of the circle!"
Jack's eyes lit up, "So you have evidence to prove Colin's innocence?"
Cassandra walked towards Colin and said word by word, "Whether there is evidence or not, I believe
that Colin is innocent. I will let those who want to smear him pay the price."
Sitting on the sofa, Colin slowly raised his head. His eyes were red from eyelids to eyeballs, and there
were thin blood threads in them. His eyes were a little helpless and confused, and he didn't even focus
his eyes.
He looked like a broken machine. He couldn't listen to the instructions from his brain and felt everything
outside slowly and indifferently.
Colin's back tightened into a straight line, and a sentence almost squeezed out of his throat, "Do you
believe me?"
Cassandra sat down on the sofa opposite him. She looked up at Colin, smiled silently and said, "Why
don't I believe you?"
Colin's throat moved slightly, and his fingers on his knees tightened a little. And then he said, "They...
They have taken some photos, which are 'irrefutable evidence'...
Although he didn't know much about the world, he knew what irrefutable evidence meant.
The opening picture and story making up were not rare in the entertainment circle. Once the photos
and gossip were exposed, no one would really care about the truth.
Rumors always wiped out the truth.
Cassandra raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's just a few photos taken by someone else. What evidence
is there? Besides, even if it's true, so what?"
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