ALICE THE MAGIC ANGEL
Episode 14

Alice walked out of the bedroom and was not surprised to see a tall man still in the living room.

He walked over to Andrew Wijaya, stood on his tiptoes and whispered in his ear: " Andrew Wijaya, seeing me holding a knife to you, help me, may I?"

Andrew Wijaya's handsome face was indifferent.

He hasn't left yet, just because the doctor hasn't arrived.

He had no intention of meddling with Eric.

"If you help me, I'll promise not to bother you, okay?" alice promised.

Andrew Wijaya's pitch-black eyes lifted slightly, and he glanced at him for a moment, "What do you want my help from ?"

"With Andrew Wijaya's ability and power, fixing a broken surveillance video and finding the culprit should be something very easy, right?"

Such a ruthless act like this, where could anyone compare to a gangster chief?

He must be familiar with trifles like beating people up and manipulating surveillance camera footage.

Alice smiled as she looked at Andrew Wijaya, and sneakyly whispered to him: "If you are willing to help me with this little problem, in the future I will not bother you, letting you live your life in peace. Except… ... You want me to keep bothering you? When you like me?"

Andrew Wijaya glanced at him, his thin, curved lips forming a smile.

This woman is as cunning as a little fox.

Reverse existing logic, but it can also be justified.

Andrew Wijaya did not answer him, pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and ordered briefly: "Help me to find someone."

He said briefly the address and things of the Central Park Apartment.

The subordinate across the phone respectfully replied, "Yes, Andrew Wijaya! It will be finished in half an hour!"

Alice listened to him call and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you Andrew Wijaya for your help."

Andrew Wijaya raised his eyebrows: "do you believe so much in my abilities?"

Alice nodded: "Of course! The man I like must be the strongest and the greatest!"

She closed her mouth suddenly, revealing her big and beautiful eyes, muttering, "Ah, I was wrong, I promised not to tease you anymore."

“Good.” Alice said obediently.

...

Half an hour later, two burly men in black brought a skinny man there.

"Andrew Wijaya, the man has been found, and his surveillance video has been fixed."

Andrew Wijaya sat on the sofa, his long legs laid as he pleased, his slender fingers flanking an unlit cigarette, in a lazy and cold position.

"Play video on the surveillance camera."

"Good!"

Black sub took out an ipad and played surveillance videos of the garage.

On the screen, the poor skinny man slapped Rose, Rose was angry with pain and cursed the swear word, "Fuck, can't you not hit me hard!"

The poor man was not satisfied: "You said that you had to do a show, and you told me to really hit you."

Rose cursed: "Fuck it, it hurts so much, you can get the money and get out of it, don't let people see it."

Everything that happened and his original attitude was revealed thoroughly in this video very real.

Eric was on the side, staring.

Was this still the weak and poor girl he knew?

The rose she knew was like a small flower blooming in the wind, even though the situation was difficult, she was tenacious and would not give up.

It is fragile, but also very good.

The woman who is full of dirty deeds in the video looks too foreign to her.

Eric looked at Rose in disbelief.

"No, no! This video is fake! This video has been manipulated! That's not me!" Rose shouted, while holding half of her swollen face.