Chapter 779

The man’s eyes darkened and were tainted with a hostile aura. “What did she say?” “Ms. Cohen still wouldn't admit it. She said she just happened to pass by there…” Weston suddenly ripped open his collar and sneered. “If she is so stubborn, I will think of a way to pry her mouth open.” ... Guinevere sat on the chair anxiously. The moment she saw Weston come in, she stood up immediately. “This really has nothing to do with me! Weston—” Before she could finish, the man closed the door with a bang. “Sit down.” His tone was monotonous, without excessive emotions. But Guinevere could feel terrifying oppression from the aura around him. “Weston, I—” “Can’t you understand my words?” Guinevere shut her mouth and slowly sat down. But she still tried to defend herself. “I don't know why Ella was there—” “Don’t tell me it was just a coincidence.” Weston interrupted. Guinevere’s eyes flashed with anxiety. “What if I say that it was just a coincidence?” Weston did not say anything.