Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 159 You know more than me

Starry didn't fall asleep until after 12:00, having taken twice the dose of sleeping pills.

Only when he saw that the light in the master bedroom finally went out, Filip closed his eyes and turned

around to leave the villa.

The rain had stopped, but the night was windy.

His trench coat was blown up and bulged, Filip frowned and raised his hand to press it.

Before driving away, he looked up again towards the third floor on the villa.

No lights on, Starry should have fallen asleep.

The car was halfway down the road when the phone on the side vibrated again.

Filip glanced at the phone, it was still Dillon's.

With a red light just ahead, he picked up a Bluetooth headset and put it on, "Say."

"Thomas is back, we're at Club Magenta, it's still open, are you sure you don't want to come over and

get together?"

Last November, Thomas went to G-town for a project and didn't return until yesterday.

Counting up, several of them found that it will be nearly half a year has not been neatly together.

Filip furrowed his brow for a moment, "Got it."

Hearing his words, Dillon knew Filip would come over.

Filip arrived at Club Magenta at 12:30, Dillon and Thomas had already had one round of drinks, and as

soon as he pushed open the door, the smell of red wine was very strong inside the box.

Filip frowned in disgust, "Don't touch me."

He said, raising his hand to block the drink Dillon was handing him.

Dillon was not happy: "You are disgusted, I called you five times and you did not answer, I do not

dislike you yet!"

Filip looked at him askance, "I can't believe you know you called me five times."

Dillon heard his words and got weak, and simply drank the glass of wine that he intended to give to

Filip.

Filip walks over and sits next to Thomas.

He saw cigars on the table, and Filip reached straight for one, cut it open slowly, and then lit it.

"Finished following the project?"

As he spoke, Filip spat disgust, and that brow looked even cooler.

Thomas, who had seen more than he was used to, shook the whiskey in his hand, "It's over."

Filip nodded a little and leaned back, not speaking again.

Filip has never been a man of many words, we are all used to it.

Dillon, always a soft-spoken man, took another half-drink, and the weakness that Filip had just

glimpsed dissipated.

He sat down next to Freddie and looked over at Filip with a big grin: "Austin said you didn't have dinner

or overtime today, so where were you at this time of night?"

It can't be back to the Pearson residence. Dillon doesn't believe Filip likes to go back to the Pearson

residence that much.

Filip's filial piety is filial, but going back to the Pearson residence is another matter.

Filip didn't even give Dillon a look as if he hadn't heard him.

Freddie also looked at Filip a look, also did not say, he and Thomas usually like to watch the show.

I can't help it, who let Dillon like to talk cheap.

No, Filip didn't talk to him, and Dillon got angry: "I called you five times and you didn't answer, who is it

that makes you not even answer my phone?"

Filip moved a little, he slowly put down the cigar in his hand, he did not put it out, let the cigar rest on

that table to continue to burn.

"Do you like to ask questions a lot?"

When he said this, his face did not look half as angry, but Dillon instantly wimped out: "Ah, I seem to be

drunk, Freddie, I'm drunk, take me back later."

Freddie tsked and hooked his lips in a silent laugh.

Dillon stopped beeping and the box was much quieter inside.

Freddie and Thomas two occasionally say a word or two, Filip back a little, the four did not stay late,

less than one in the morning to break up.

After all, tomorrow is still a working day.

Filip had wanted to contact Edward to move up the date of the meeting, but when Austin reported his

schedule the next day, he remembered that he had a very important client to meet today.

Starry took sleeping pills and slept a little late, waking up after nine o'clock.

At dawn, she stepped on her slippers and went downstairs for a drink of water, and the person on the

couch was long gone.

Starry also does not matter when Filip is gone, anyway, up now can not see him, it is also good.

It rained for the first two days, but today the sky finally cleared up.

The weather is better and Starry's mood is better.

Maybe it's the weather, or maybe it's the medication, at least these days she no longer loses control of

herself in the middle of the night.

After a few days of continuous rain, the roses inside the garden are a bit decrepit.

While the weather was nice, Starry drove out to buy another dozen roses and put them on both sides of

the pathway that goes out the entry door, and repaired those roses again.

The daytime is full of life, but at night, when it gets dark, the mood also sinks, but compared to the night

Filip hit, the situation has been much better.

Edward received the exact place and exact time to meet from Filip the night before Friday. He didn't

want to meet Filip, but when he thought of Starry, he finally went to the appointment.

The two arrived at about the same time, Edward is a well-known star, afraid that some fans recognize,

he wore a hat and a mask, and a pair of flat glasses.

He arrived one step ahead of Filip, and just as he sat down, Filip also arrived.

The two had a fight at the New Year's Eve, and now that they have met, the atmosphere is not very

good.

The compartment was private, Edward took off his mask and hat and looked at Filip sitting across from

him : "I hope you're talking about something I'm interested in."

Filip looked at him: "On the night of Ching Ming Festival, Starry drove to the cemetery alone to see

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This thing Edward did not know, heard Filip this, he blushed: "She ......"

Just as he was about to speak, Edward realized that the person sitting across from him was Filip.

He didn't want Filip to know more about Starry. Edward bit his lip, "So what was Mr. Pearson trying to

say?"

Filip did not take him up on this, but instead said in addition: "I have investigated your brother's

accident, it was an accident, at least as far as I can find out the truth within my power is an accident.

But--"

When he said this, the look inside his dark eyes darkened: "Starry, however, said that she was the one

who killed your brother."

Edward heard Filip's words, his eyes flashed with a trace of sadness, "Why hasn't she come out yet!"

He kept his head down, and the words were spoken so softly that Filip might not have heard them if

they weren't the only two people in the box.

But Filip heard, "What does your brother's accident have to do with Starry?"

Hearing Filip's words again, Edward came back to his senses and looked at Filip warily: "These things,

I think, have nothing to do with you. You and Starry are divorced, and you have no right to know these

things."

Filip leaned back in the chair behind him, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Edward, "You know

more about Starry than I do, and I think you know better than I do whether she is in a good state or not.

There is no way she will let you know what she is like now, nor will she accept you giving up filming to

return to her side. It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but if anything happens to her, you are the

indirect killer."