Wendy Cassia stared at her with a faint smile. Her two thick eyebrows were slightly raised, waiting for Franti's response.
That sentence was like a thunderbolt, making Franti flustered. She thought it was about the matter of looking for a hooligan. Franti Cassia chuckled, "Do you think everyone will believe you?"
"Not necessarily." Wendy's smile was like a flash in the pan, and there was only sharpness on her face.
Her attitude made Franti Cassia mumble to herself.
She felt that they were not talking about the same thing.
Noticing the flash of panic on Franti's face, Wendy took a step closer to her and lowered her voice deliberately. "It's good that you are still afraid. I won't be panic until you are not afraid of anything one day."
After saying that, she stepped back and turned into the office.
"Oh my God! What did Wendy mean by saying that? What's the meaning of the things Franti has done? What did she do?"