The next morning, Greyson came to pick up Cassandra.
As soon as Cassandra changed into a man's clothes, Martin held her carefully downstairs. When she
saw Greyson, she was immediately stunned. "Master Greyson, don't you have wounds all over your
body? Why did you come in person? Go back now. Just send me Marcus. "
Greyson asked in confusion, "Marcus?"
Was there someone under him?
After Cassandra's order to arrange Greyson to train some people, Martin called seven new members of
the Greyson sect to form a Greyson group that was in accordance with the instruction of Greyson.
But there was no one named Marcus in the seven cultivators' squad.
Cassandra coughed," He is the famous Marcus."
That explained why the disciple of Greyson sect was called Marcus. He was the most excellent one
among the new comers. He was powerful, but he was very cold-blooded. Except for training, he seldom
had any activities in the team.
"Madam, Marcus just arrived at the squad, so I'm afraid he is not familiar with some rules."
Cassandra waved her hand and said indifferently," he just needs to drive, Is he not familiar with the
rules? I'm not going for a fight. Just let him drive the car and wait for me at the gate. I'll go after
breakfast. "
Greyson wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. As far as he knew, Marcus was a
cold man, and if Cassandra couldn't control him, he might cause trouble. Even Josef, didn't escape the
punishment from his young master last time. Not to mention the new one, Marcus?
However, Cassandra had made it clear to him, so he dared not say anything else. The reason why the
Greyson group was founded was because of Cassandra.
"Yes, mistress." Greyson looked down and stopped struggling.
After hearing this, Cassandra felt relieved and continued to eat. Martin brought a glass of milk for her
and she stared at him with a sad face. "Can I refuse to drink it? Not tasty at all. "
After Martin shot Cassandra a cold glance, she immediately gulped down the milk in his hand and
shook the glass in her hand complacently. "Well, actually it's not that bad. By the way, will you come
back for dinner tonight? "Yesterday I found that the vegetables in the garden are easy to eat. How
about I cook you one dish?"
When the girl spoke, his eyes sparkled. At that moment, some emotion spread from the bottom of his
heart. Martin stretched his hand and grabbed the girl's chin, kissing her unexpectedly.
Cassandra, "..."
I'm telling you something serious. You are flirting with me again! !
As these words were uttered out of her mouth, Cassandra's pupils dilated a little and then turned to
glare at Martin with a sad look on her face. Her little face was full of dissatisfaction, and she said,
"Martin, could you please not hit on me like this? Can you be more reserved?''
"Am I not reserved enough?", said Martin
Cassandra was choked by his words. Compared with Martin in her previous life, he was reserved
enough
Embarrassed, Cassandra scratched her head, "by the way, how is that woman, Fiona? Dead? "
Martin cast a glance at her and said, "she has passed the crisis.''
Somehow, he felt that the girl had a natural enmity towards Fiona. Although she didn't express it, every
time she mentioned Fiona, she seemed to instinctively resist.
"What a pity that she's still alive," sighed Cassandra
Martin was rendered speechless
A helpless expression appeared on Martin's face, "recently the company is so busy that you don't have
to wait for me at night.''
Embarrassed, Cassandra stared at Martin and asked: "is business so important? I'm still hurt and you
know nothing but to work. Don't you love me anymore? "
She felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her heart and she could hardly breathe after knowing the
condition of Martin.
As for Cassandra's temper, Martin thought it was just a temporary emotion. He stretched out his hand
and rubbed the girl's head, "good girl, I will accompany you at home when I am busy these days, OK?''
The haze on Cassandra's face was swept away, "really?''
Martin nodded, "yes.''
In a good mood, Cassandra said: "that sounds better. Go on with your work. Don't stay here with me,
okay? I will go out after breakfast. You should go quickly.''
Looking at Cassandra who was trying to drive him away with her bright eyes, Martin didn't know
whether he should laugh or cry. Cassandra always did such unexpected things.
A few minutes later, Carlos ran here like a gust of wind. He was totally confused.
The master usually left after Cassandra went out. What happened to him today?
"Well "Master, what happened between you and sister-in-law?" Did you have a quarrel with him again?
" Carlos asked cautiously.
"No," replied Martin
"I didn't expect you to leave before my sister-in-law came out..." Carlos scratched his head, confused,
"I was forced to leave," replied Martin
"What?"
I can't answer this!
But somehow he felt that his face was clouded with envy again
After his sister-in-law married his master, he was so jealous of their public display of affection! !
He had worried that the two would fight with each other and bleed Well, not at all
Then Cassandra left the room with her crutch.
Actually, she didn't want to take a walking stick with her. But she was afraid that one of her servants
might tell Martin about it. It would be hard for her to go out again if she wanted to. she rubbed her
fingers together and got into the car with the walking stick leisurely, Inside the car.
The air froze. With a ferocious and cold look, Marcus asked, "where are you going?"
After telling him the address, Cassandra lazily leaned back in hers chair, propping up her head with one
hand, and looked at the handsome face of Marcus.
To be honest, she was not convinced by the way Martin chose people. All the members of the Greyson
sect small group were handsome men, but of course, these handsome men were not the weak little
fresh men in the circle. The strength was better and more ferocious than the other.
Among the seven new disciples, Marcus had the highest strength and the most beautiful appearance
Such an icy beauty, she could even be obsessed with him for a few days just by looking at him in this
way~
"Oh, Marcus, a man who is as handsome as you It must be crooked, isn't it? " Cassandra asked with a
smile.
"It's my private question," answered Marcus expressionlessly
Cassandra answered reluctantly, " I just care about your marriage!"!
Moreover, you are mine. How dare you hide it from me?!
Cassandra said seriously, "we are all familiar with each other. Why do you regard me as an outsider? I
didn't mean anything else. I just think you are so beautiful. It would be a waste of your body if you like a
girl. "
Marcus: "...."
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