Carlos was too lazy to pay attention to this woman he wanted to strangle. He said in a cold and murderous voice, "How would I know?"
Carlos hates her and wants to kill her.
Since her purpose in coming to him had been accomplished, there was no need for her to remain an eyesore.
She curled her lips and smiled innocently, "Hehe, since you still have things to do, Mr. Reeves, I won't stay here and bother you anymore."
"And I might be pregnant."
"For the sake of our son, it's better for me to stay in a bar less often."
Cassie stepped out of the room.
Carlos watched as the woman left the room. Carlos.
The moment the woman walked out of the room, he suddenly picked up a bottle of wine and threw it at Cassie.
Fortunately, Cassie was fast enough to dodge the attack.
Bang! Crack!
