However, Franti Cassia, who was giving vent to her anger, didn't listen to Wendy. She grinned and looked the worst. She was furious. "Don't use Louis as an excuse every time. You know he will cover for you!"
"You can persuade him to go into the hotel with you. What else can't you do?" Franti's chest heaved violently, like a big balloon that was about to explode at any time. She held her hands tightly, and her resentment against Wendy grew stronger in her eyes.
Standing in front of her, Wendy Cassia didn't feel guilty, or apologetic and there was no expression on her face. She just stood there quietly.
Everyone was worried about her.
"Oh my God, Wendy, please explain to Franti."
"We all know that you are not that kind of person, neither is the boss. You are innocent."
"Wendy..."
"Wendy..."
Wendy Cassia's ears were filled with her own name. She closed her eyes and sighed. She couldn't explain as long as Louis didn't say it.