Juliana said grimly, "I don't need to know the story. I just need to know that if it is Benson, he will never find a body double!"
"Benson will never like you who kept saying that you love Miranda but have a new girlfriend. You just don't deserve to like her!"
There was a loud sound on the other side of the phone.
Juliana sipped her hips and held her breath. She was not willing to say such words to hurt Timothy. But she had to do it now.
Timothy's fist slammed on the table, and his fist shed blood. His eyes were red, and his voice was bitterly cold, "Juliana, you'd better pray that we won't meet each other; otherwise, I will kill you."
He said coldly, "About the plagiarism, I don't care about Wendy's words. I will let you go to hell!"
After saying that, Timothy hung up the phone, and the whole person collapsed in a chair as if he had been emptied of all his strength in an instant.