At this critical moment, every word of Caden stressed seriously that he didn't like the nickname, which
made Cassandra, who had been nervous all the time, laugh out involuntarily and feel relieved.
"You are still smiling. Let me emphasize it again. My name is not Booby!" With a serious look on his
face, Caden seemed to be talking about something important.
"Okay, okay."
Then Cassandra got off the car.
The smile on her face gradually disappeared as she got off the car. Suddenly, an idea occurred to her
and she felt that she was really anxious and confused.
The person who could help Colin clarify the matter was the one in the photo. Once the party involved in
the matter was clarified, others couldn't say anything else.
Thinking of this, she quickly went back to the car and dialed Martin's number.
Caden wanted to ask her why she came back without buying anything, but he didn't say anything when
he saw the serious look on Cassandra's face.
A moment later, after Cassandra hung up the phone, the carriage returned to dead silence.
"Where are we going now?" Caden asked with great insight. He knew clearly what to say and what not
to say, including the words that made Cassandra smile with relief just now.
"Wait!" Cassandra said expressionlessly.
Caden looked at Cassandra from the rearview mirror. For a moment, he felt that he had seen the
shadow of Martin from Cassandra. The two of them had an indescribable smell.
About half an hour later, Cassandra's phone rang again.
"Okay, I see."
"I'll reward you tonight."
Cassandra acted as if Caden didn't exist and showed off their love on the phone with Martin, which
made Caden enjoy another display of affection in silence.
After hanging up the phone, Cassandra turned to another person and said indifferently, "Boody, go to
Anna Hotel."
"Okay."
In Anna Hotel.
In front of Cassandra stood a woman, who was the heroine of the event and the one who framed Colin.
"Do you want to say it yourself or let me help you?" She raised her head and looked at the woman in
front of her. Her glazed eyes exuded the calmness that ordinary people did not have.
There were only the two of them in the room, but the woman opposite Cassandra couldn't help but be
afraid of Cassandra who looked very gentle but frightening.
"Of course you should tell me. Why did you send someone to bring me here?" Although the woman
was afraid, she pretended to be confident.
Cassandra couldn't help smiling. She really didn't want to see this kind of trick. What's more, what this
woman was thinking was all shown on her face.
Even so, this woman thought she was good at pretending.
"Hilda Lin, twenty-four years old, came from a poor family. You dropped out of high school and became
a prostitute for a period of time after you dropped out of school. Later, you was introduced..."
"How do you know?" Hilda Lin couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted Cassandra, dumbfounded.
Cassandra raised her head, looked into Hilda's eyes and smiled, "You know what I said is not the point.
Do you need me to hand over the evidence in my hand to the police station?"
"No, no, please don't. I'll tell you everything you want to know!" Hilda panicked and begged for mercy.
Seeing the change of Hilda, Cassandra became serious and said seriously, "Why did you frame Colin?
You know very well that you can't have any intersection with him in your life circle."
Hilda said, "Someone gave me a sum of money and asked me to make it a big deal. In fact, I have
nothing to do with him. If it weren't for that person, I wouldn't dare to imagine what kind of intersection I
would have with such a person in my life. I beg you, please don't hand the evidence to the police. I'm
willing to do anything you want me to do."
"Who?" With a serious look on her face, Cassandra asked, "Who let you do that?"
This matter had been planned for a long time, which was inevitable.
But now, what was more important was not only to let the truth come to light, but also to know who was
behind all this.
"I don't know. I really don't know. She was dressed so tight that only her eyes could be seen. I swear,
what I said is true. If I had known it, I would have told you. At this point, I beg you, please don't hand
the evidence to the police," Hilda said feelingly.
The calmer Cassandra was, the more frightened Hilda was.
'This woman doesn't know that people who let her to do that?'
Thinking of this, Cassandra frowned.
She believed that what Hilda said was true at this moment. People wouldn't lie in fear, not to mention
that Hilda thought Cassandra had the evidence that was disadvantageous to her, so she wouldn't lie.
At this moment, the flustered Hilda didn't know that what she feared was nothing.
In less than an hour, it was already very urgent for Martin to send someone to catch Hilda here. How
could Martin find out her dirty background?
The reason why Cassandra pretended to be calm was that on the way here, she saw one of Hilda's
background: she used to be a prostitute, but disappeared for a period of time, and now she came out
again.
Cassandra didn't expect that her military tactics were right.
It didn't matter what Hilda felt guilty about. The most important thing was that she was willing to use it
for Cassandra now.
"By the way, I remember that she answered a phone call at that time. The person on the phone
seemed to be Susan, but I'm not sure." Hilda didn't know whether what she said was useful or not.
'Susan?
'It is her?'
"Listen to me, I need you to clarify this matter now. Are you willing to do that?"
This was a question that had already been answered.
"Just say it. I will do whatever you say."
"Post it on microblog to clarify this matter," Cassandra said firmly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Hilda, who had been excited all the time, hesitated.
She remembered what she had promised Susan, but a moment later, she nodded and agreed.
Seeing that Hilda nodded, Cassandra gave her the phone and gave her a meaningful look. She was
sure that Hilda must have some deeper secrets.
But she didn't idle away. After Hilda explained the situation on microblog, she immediately called the
reporter and told him that he was cheated by his classmate. His classmate was another new artist who
was nominated. At that time, Colin was only blackmailed by a strange woman arranged by him, and let
the reporter check on microblog.
The reporter realized that he was cheated and immediately posted the microblog to clarify.
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