Chapter 928 Fingers Clasped (1)

The news that Baron was injured was spread out.

Most of them didn't know the details, saying that he might have a quarrel with the woman who came to visit him, and that the two of them might have quarreled fiercely.

Or, Baron's usually abstinent image was suddenly destroyed. He was unhappy and took the woman to do something stealthily, and then he was punished.

Allan nudged Debbie, who was standing aside and didn't care about anything outside. "Do you know that Baron is injured?"

"I'm not a deaf descendant."

"Haven't you made any response yet?"

"The wounds were all caused by me. What should I do? Applaud and sing a song?"

"……" Allan choked by her words.

He didn't expect that the person he worked for could be so powerful. It was not the first time that he was so angry that he wanted to beat her.

However, this person had a strong background, so sometimes he didn't dare to speak too loudly to her, fearing that she would suddenly find a way to report.

"Don't worry too much. Even if I don't say anything, the others will make him feel warm?"

"Why don't you understand?"

How could the warmth from others be comparable to that from the legitimate Mrs. Baron?

It would be better to say something to him casually.

"Do you think it's reasonable? I hurt him, and now I'm going to comfort him. I'm afraid he'll ask me if I am going to see his pain. "

She thought too bad of him.

Allan glared at her and said, "I admire you the most. If you don't want to do anything, you can shift the responsibility to others."

She was the most shameless person he had ever seen.

Debbie cupped her hands, smiled brightly and said in an indifferent voice, "Thank you."

"Just do it. Let's see how long you can do it?" Allan left in disappointment.

Although he didn't know why the two of them quarreled, he could see that Debbie was restless recently. She really wanted to see Baron, but she resisted and didn't go.

Why? Maybe it was jus

e panic stricken woman and looked at her pale face. "Don't be afraid. God will bless baron. Don't worry too much."

With a guilty look on her face, Debbie said, "It's all my fault."

If she hadn't hurt him, he wouldn't have made such a mistake, let alone been hurt so badly. It was all her fault that he had become like this.

Once she blamed herself, no matter what others said, they would not be able to make a guilty coward rest assured. Only when she did something to save herself would it end.

Allan just sighed and patted her on the shoulder. After a long pause, he said, "Don't be too sad."

How could she not be sad?

She felt like she was a sponge now. The guilt she absorbed made her a biological weapon that could explode at any time.

She was so sad that she was about to cry.

However, such an appearance, in the eyes of the others in the car, seemed to be a little pretentious. Hilary, who was next to them, snorted coldly, "Is someone a good actress? She even learned the acting skills of acting and used them on the life. She really thinks the others will believe it."

Her words were full of sarcasm, but Debbie didn't make any response. On the contrary, Allan was filled with righteous indignation. He wanted to ask for justice, but he was stopped by Debbie.

She shook her head.