After saying that, Timothy hung up the phone.
Wendy looked at the phone and laughed. Then she looked up at a niche in the wall and hooked her lips, "Miranda, you are dead, and your heart is still so useful."
Although she said arrogantly, she was not happy at all.
Timothy treated her well because of Miranda’s heart.
But Timothy deeply believed Miranda’s heart could feel his emotions.
Wendy took a deep breath. It didn’t matter. Miranda had already been dead. Timothy would get used to being good to her sooner or later and fall in love with her!
Timothy hung up the phone and called his assistant, "Send me the number of F city Juliana."
The Assistant answered, "I don’t have the number of Juliana."
Timothy frowned deeply, hung up the phone, and called Selene directly.
Selene was happy that Timothy took the initiative to call her. As a result, when she heard Timothy’s purpose, she suddenly became serious.
However, she could only give Timothy the number of Juliana.
After saying the number, Timothy hung up without talking nonsense.
Juliana was preparing to fight back next, and the phone rang.
She glanced at the phone, S city, and then looked closely at the number was Timothy.
Juliana looked at the incoming bell ringing for a while, then reached for her mobile phone and picked it up.
"Hello, I am Juliana."
Her voice was soft and crisp, just like the crisp landing of pearls and jade, which was very nice to hear.
Timothy was full of anger before. When he heard her voice, he suddenly calmed down.
Timothy’s voice softened, "I am Timothy. Do you remember me?"
She didn’t take the initiative to ask Timothy what had happened.
Timothy listened to the soft waxy voice. Juliana stopped talking. There was only her breathing.
It reminded Timothy that when Juliana bumped into him that day, he smelled the light and cold fragrance of medicine on her body, which was different from other people’s perfume.
By listening to her breath, he felt that he could smell her light medicinal fragrance again.
Timothy looked at the photo of Miranda on the table and immediately recovered. His gentle voice was somewhat serious, "I have something to ask you."
Juliana stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the traffic in the street below, "OK."
She treated him so politely that Timothy didn’t know how to ask her.
He took a glance at the photo, and he became serious again, "Who drew the cartoon this cartoon?"
Juliana’s answer was simple, "It’s me."
Timothy asked again, "You should know that Randall is a famous painter, and she is also Wendy."
Juliana lightly asked, "So what?"
Timothy, "Your works are the same as her works. Wendy published Golden Hall as Randall ten years ago. Its previous work was Glorious."
Juliana recognized the change in Timothy’s attitude to Wendy.
Timothy treated gentler to Wendy.
However, it had nothing to do with her.
Juliana didn’t answer anything. Timothy thought that she was guilty, "Mrs. Leach, copying other people’s works is also a thief’s behavior."
Juliana was angry, "You believed Wendy’s words and were pretty sure that I copied her works?"