Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Just now Starry moved like that, Filip thought she was going to wake up.

But after waiting for a while, Filip did not hear Starry's voice.

He redirected his head to look over and found Starry sleeping soundly.

Filip looked up at the window not far away, it was still raining, and not too bad either.

The night was deep and the inside of the living room was getting cooler.

Filip looked at the time, nine o'clock is not yet, still very early.

He and Starry have known each other for almost seven years, and even in those five years of marriage, he has never seen her asleep.

I have to say, some people are favored by God.

Starry that face, even if it is asleep, is also a beauty sleeping picture.

She usually inside the temperament is gentle and ladylike, now asleep, eyebrows are still calm, the beautiful lake-colored eyes are covered by the eyelids, more quiet.

Filip has to admire Starry for covering up those past five years so well.

Who met his Mrs. Pearson in the beginning, not to say decent and beautiful, in and out.

But who would have thought that underneath her advance and retreat is a person's struggle.

Filip has lived thirty-two years with few regrets.

Now I look at Starry, but I regret the five years inside, he has always refused to look at her more than his arrogance.

Thinking about this, Filip only felt his heart ache for Starry a few more points.

She was so hard and never thought to ask him for help.

Perhaps because, in her opinion, his cold-blooded and heartless ex-husband would only push her deeper into the abyss instead of dragging her out of it.

It's easy to think late at night, let alone on a quiet night like this.

The phone suddenly vibrated, Filip frowned and hurriedly picked up the phone from the desktop and turned off the vibration.

The message was sent by Dillon, asking if the police had contacted them, and Izabella had just received a call from the police, saying that the person who threw the acid had been caught. The man regretted it after throwing acid, but hid because he was afraid.

In the afternoon she came out and confessed herself and quickly confessed everything.

The suspect said she did watch the before and after videos posted by the content creator account owner and went online to find out that Starry had previously married into the Pearson family and was with a different man after her divorce.

She thinks Starry is a woman who is simple on the surface but vicious on the inside, who seduces people everywhere because she has a pretty face, and her ex-boyfriend was seduced by a woman who looked better than her. Starry's face was so beautiful that she looked at it and thought of Starry as a third party who goes around hooking up with men.

She went downstairs for lunch break and saw Starry and Izabella eating together.

She took the sulfuric acid she had prepared and wore a mask and hat and waited at the entrance of the mall.

The suspect's motive for throwing the acid is simple, although there is a content creator account owner's inducement, but things have little to do with that content creator account owner. Dillon's point is that the obvious source of the matter is the content creator account owner.

Today Starry and Izabella was thrown thick acid thing, will not happen only once, things heat as long as not down, there will be a second time something else.

With that said, Dillon also told Filip what he was planning to do.

He has already found a lawyer to sue the content creator account owner, Starry and Izabella they are not directly related to the matter of acid, but also indirectly related to them.

And they also invited a large number of water army with rhythm to net storm Starry and Izabella them, to sue them, is also an easy thing.

Filip looked at Starry who was still sleeping in the living room, he lowered his voice subconsciously: "Which company is the content creator account under?"

"The number owner's own company, a small company."

Dillon finished, a little curious: "Where are you? Why is the voice so low? Something wrong with your phone?"

Filip simply ignored his question, "Do you have the information for the content creator account?"

"Yes. You're not, can't you speak louder?"

Dillon is in the bar, although it is clear bar, but clear bar also has music, make a phone call, is not so easy to hear clearly. "Send me the information."

Filip said, and hung up the phone directly.

Dillon was just about to ask him where he was when he didn't expect a busy signal straight from the other end of the line.

I was so angry that I didn't want to send the information!

But angry, Dillon finally sent the information.

No other, Filip, this person is generally not nosy.

This matter since he asked, then he must strike.

Filip shot a lot more than he did, and Dillon couldn't help but feel scared for those guys.

But it's a good thing, who let those few of them not grow up and not take people seriously when they talk to them properly.

Now it's time to get in trouble with Filip.

Filip This person looks indifferent to everything, but once you mess with him, you will know that he is indifferent to indifference! Who should I mess with but Filip!

Filip hung up the phone and glanced back out the window behind him.

It was raining, the night was thick and dark, and the outside could not be seen clearly.

He closed his eyes, turned around and walked back.

Starry on the sofa seemed to have changed position again, he remembered the cup she was holding and hurriedly put down his phone and walked over. The blanket had been pulled up to Starry's shoulders, and he was afraid of waking her up, so he could only lift the cup from the edge of the sofa a little.

The cup had tipped over and the water inside was gone, Filip looked down and realized it was all on the floor.

He gave a rare smile, snapped his fingers around the rim of the cup, and moved it out of her hand a little.

Filip's movements were slow, and it took him nearly two minutes to get the cup out of Starry's hands.

Probably loose in his hand, Starry's hand subconsciously grabbed.

Filip put the cup on the coffee table and leaned back over, ruffling her long, hanging hair.

The phone on the desktop vibrated, it was a file from Dillon.

Filip obediently looked at the time on the phone, it was almost ten o'clock, Starry had been asleep for more than an hour.

He looked at her for a moment, but finally did not lean down to pick her up.

He was afraid that he would just pick Starry up and she would wake up.

Filip went straight upstairs, took the quilt down from inside her room and covered it from the back of the couch a little.

It rains at night, and it gets colder when people are asleep.

Filip also felt a little cold, but he really had no clothes to wear either.

He looked at the quilt on Starry and turned to the guest room to get a quilt for himself as well.

He tossed the covers aside on the couch and turned off the big light in the living room, leaving the night light at the foot of the stairs behind the couch.

After doing this, he just walked back to the couch and hugged it up and covered himself.

There was very little light around, and he could only barely see Starry's face.

After watching for a while, he slowly closed his eyes.

Filip has not tried to go to bed so early since he grew up.

I thought I would not be able to sleep, but surprisingly, I closed my eyes for only two minutes, and I fell asleep.