It Was You

Chapter 835 Pull The Rug From Under

The relationship between Cassandra and Martin was not known to outsiders, but after the funeral of her grandmother, it was hard to hide it.

Martin didn't care about it, but he was afraid that Cassandra still wouldn't accept it.

Martin looked at Carlos, lowered his voice and said, "Investigate the cause of Mrs. Lynn's death."

Carlos was stunned and his face suddenly froze, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped. "Master suspects that Mrs. Lynn's death isn't an accident?"

A touch of deep cruelty flashed through Martin's deep eyes, "Grandmother left too suddenly. I'm worried if I don't investigate it. If she died naturally, I'll let it go. If she didn't die naturally, who did it? I need the person to pay a price ten times or a hundred times."

Martin knew that Cassandra only cared about her grandmother in the Yan Clan. Now that her grandmother died suddenly, the last concern that hooked Cassandra's nerves was easily broken.

No one could hurt her.

Carlos immediately said, "Yes, Master. I will find out the cause of Mrs. Lynn's death."

Martin nodded slightly, "Ask Kevin to stay here these days and change the medicine for me. Besides, if anything happens to Cassandra, he can deal with it as soon as possible."

Carlos was speechless.

'He enjoyed the public display of affection! Please take his life!'

In the past, Carlos only thought that Martin was a clay figurine without any worldly life, but now, his Master actually loved others and flirted with girls!

'My dear God, my Master has human emotions!'

What made him so excited as a single man? He loved his Master so much!

The guests didn't leave until nearly 4 o'clock in the morning. There were only the members of the Yan Clan guarding the mourning hall. Martin stayed with Cassandra, but his wound in the abdomen hadn't healed yet. He couldn't stand too long, so he sat on a chair and waited.

Kevin rushed over and changed the medicine for him. He couldn't help but murmur, 'Is he really spoiling his wife with his life?'

Martin didn't have a rest, so did Carlos and Moore. The two stood aside. Fortunately, they were used to this kind of day and night life, so it was not difficult for them.

Silence reigned in the mourning hall. At this time, a slender figure slowly walked in.

The man was dressed in a black suit, holding a bunch of black roses in his arms. He walked towards the mourning hall step by step.

As soon as Evan saw the man, he seemed to be surprised. He stood up from the chair and walked quickly towards the man. "Mr. Hogan, why are you here? I'm flattered."

This man was exactly Hogan.

Hogan nodded slightly, "How can I not come after Mrs. Lynn's death?"

After saying a few polite words, Evan asked someone to carry Hogan's flowers down, and then bowed to offer incense to him. After that, he seemed to have just seen Martin. He stared at Martin with a faint smile and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Martin is here too."

Martin looked at Hogan, "Cassandra is my wife. After my grandmother passed away, I should have come here to guard the spirit. Mr. Hogan, do you think there is anything wrong?"

Hearing this, Hogan's eyes flashed a cold light, but there was no changes on his face. He said coldly, "Really? I wonder if Mr. Andrew has heard a saying. "

"What?" Martin asked coldly.

With a defiant smile on his lips, Hogan said, "As long as I can swing the hoe well, I can pull a rug under."

Carlos couldn't stand it anymore. What did his Master do in his previous life? Why did he fall in love with his sister-in-law in this life? How could he be cuckolded?

'Love is a light, so green that you are flustered.'

Martin raised his eyes slightly, with different shades of light reflected in his eyes, and said in an extremely cold voice, "Then you have to be able to pull the rug."

With bloodshot eyes, he looked at Martin and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Andrew. I will."

After saying that, he had no intention of staying any longer and left.

Although the two men's fight was very euphemistic, as long as they were not stupid, they could tell that Hogan wanted to poach on Martin.

At first, when Hogan found Evan to invest, he thought that Hogan just said it casually and he just on a whim to Cassandra. But who would have thought that Hogan would declare war against Martin face to face?Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

The richest man and the new rich man in the the capital city competed with each other overtly and covertly for the second daughter of Yan Clan, who used to be abandoned by the Yan family. Is this world crazy?

Evan personally sent Hogan away. When he returned to the mourning hall, his eyes fell on Cassandra.

There were two daughters in the Yan Clan, the eldest daughter Susan, and the second daughter, Cassandra. Susan was good at singing and dancing since she was a child, but Cassandra was the one who would never be seen in the crowd. When the two sisters stood together, everyone only saw Susan, and Cassandra could always be the foil to Susan.

Later, Susan married Roger and became the future hostess of GR Group, and Evan treated Susan as a treasure. That was why he forced Cassandra to marry Martin.

Evan stared at Cassandra. Now it seemed that Cassandra was not inferior to Susan in both appearance and ability. On the contrary, her career was getting better and better, and her position in the entertainment circle was also getting higher and higher. As for the best eldest daughter in his eyes, all kinds of rumors had been exposed again and again. Her reputation was in a mess, and even her marriage with Roger had been ruined.

At that moment, Evan suddenly asked himself if he had made a wrong choice?

If he hadn't worked together to force Cassandra to marry Martin, and now he was admired by tens of thousands of people. Would it be Susan who was chased after by the two people, Martin and Hogan?

In fact, even Evan himself didn't know that he had always favored Susan. Even if Susan fell into this situation, he would still choose Susan without hesitation.

That was how people were. They were so selfish that they didn't even notice themselves.

The night was long. No one could calm down tonight.

On the second day, Daniel, Denny, Hackett and Johnny rushed over after asking for information. They couldn't stay any longer, so they just served the incense and left.

After three days of hustle and bustle, the bones of Mrs. Lynn were buried. The dust covered the urn and a cold tombstone stood on it. All the life memories seemed to have been buried in a cold and wet ground with the dust. If a wind blew the grass, it would tear up the living people's painful longing.

It was drizzling, as if everything was going to be washed clean again.

Until all the guests were gone, there were only two people left in front of the black tombstone, Cassandra and Martin. With a big black umbrella in Martin's hand, he stood quietly with her in front of the tombstone.

He suddenly hoped that he could share the life and death with her.