Moore stood still like a weathered sculpture, with his back straight and his eyebrows covered with a
layer of frost. 'Damn it! Is this woman's brain full of shit?'
This was also his home!
What did she mean that he had interfered with their intimate relationship?
Where was his knife? He must kill her today!
Martin cast a sidelong glance at him and said, "Come here."
Hearing that, Moore tightened his fingers. He wanted to refuse by instinct. After all, the existence of
Cassandra was too annoying, but he couldn't refuse Martin's request.
Lowering his eyes, Moore walked over and stopped half a step away from Martin.
Martin said, "You've done a good job in recent days."
In business, Martin had always been very strict. Business was like a battlefield. No matter who he was,
he would not show mercy. It was almost impossible to get a word of "good" from him.
At first, a tinge of shock appeared on Moore's face, but then it turned into joy. No matter how cold-
blooded and merciless he was outside, he was still a child after all, and he still had some childlike
temperament. However, he had been following Martin all these years and learned to be patient and
restrained.
Moore's thin lips tightened into a straight line. Although Martin had spoiled him over the years, he
looked very strict on the surface. He always punished him more and rewarded less. It was the first time
that he had heard such a praise from Martin.
Before Moore could say anything, Cassandra jumped up from the chair and rushed to the side to take
the giraffe toy. She put it into Moore's arms and said, "Well, this is a gift from your father and me. Is it
particularly cute and lovely?"
Moore was speechless.
He is a man, but she gave him such a sissy... toy?
'Are you out of your mind?
Do I look like someone who will play with this kind of junk toy?'
Two small veins burst out on Moore's forehead, and his face suddenly darkened. He stared at
Cassandra, wondering if this woman was too fond of showing herself.!
Noticing the abnormality of Moore, Cassandra muttered in a low voice, "There is a larger giraffe of the
same style, and it was Martin's. I think you and your father should each have one. If you don't like it,
then you don't have to like it. Why do you pull a long face?"
Her voice was not loud, but Moore had good hearing. He could hear clearly what she said. When he
was about to throw the giraffe back to Cassandra, his hand paused in midair.
What did he hear?
Did Martin also have one?
Hearing that, Moore raised his eyes slightly and noticed that there was indeed a larger giraffe on the
sofa. The two of them were in the same style.
Moore's heart trembled all of a sudden. His back was tense and his fingers were tightly clenched. After
a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."
Hearing this, Cassandra was stunned. Eh, how could Moore say thanks to her?
She must have heard it wrong!
When she was about to speak, her phone suddenly rang. The caller ID was a strange landline number.
Nowadays, very few people used a private landline number, and most of them were used by
companies and groups.
Cassandra picked up the phone, "Hello."
"Is that Mr. Samuel? This is the Third People's Hospital of the capital city. We have a patient who has a
car accident whose identity can't be identified temporarily. This phone number is found in his mobile
phone call record. Could you please come to our hospital? "
Hospital?
She was the first person in the call log? What was going on?
Cassandra was also confused, but since the other party had her phone number, at least the person
should be an acquaintance. She should go to see what was going on first, after all, it was about a
human life.
Cassandra said, "Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Cassandra turned to look at Martin and said, "Sweetheart, you heard it just
now. I don't know who had a car accident now. I'll go and have a look first. Wait for me at home."
Martin looked at her and said, "I'll go with you."
The corners of Cassandra's mouth twitched. Did he need to follow her everywhere? She just wanted to
go to the hospital to see who the person was. What if it was a man, and if Martin followed him...
Cassandra scratched her head and felt a little guilty, "You just came back from a business trip. You
must be very tired after such a long flight. How can I let you go with me?"
Martin, "I'm not tired."
Cassandra smiled awkwardly, "Okay, wait for me. I'll go to the garage to get the car."
"Okay," replied Martin.
Since Martin was going, the two followers, Carlos and Moore, had to follow him.
A few minutes later, Martin and the others got on the car and the car immediately sped towards the
hospital.
In the Third People's Hospital of the capital city.
This hospital was a public hospital. It was usually crowded every day, and the emergency department
building was overcrowded throughout the year. At first glance, it was really magnificent.
A black Maybach car stopped at the underground parking lot. After Cassandra and others got off the
car, they immediately rushed to the operating room.
The light of the operating room was on.
When they arrived, Cassandra and the others immediately went to the nursing station to ask. After the
nurse made it clear, she took out one of the medical records and said, "This is it. At present, the police
have arrived and are checking the identity information. Mr. Lu, come here."
The nurse took Cassandra and the others to a lounge, where two policemen sat.
"Hello, are you Mr. Samuel Lu?" One of the policemen asked as a routine.
Cassandra nodded slightly, "Yes, I am. I came here as soon as I received the phone call from the
hospital. Have you confirmed the identity of the gentleman who had the car accident?"
The ID on the medical record was unknown, only the gender column said male.
"We have almost confirmed it. This gentleman is called Hackett Zhou, the legal representative of the
Weekly Heaven Seal. This car accident is his personal behavior. From the current situation, Mr. Hackett
is not in danger for the time being. There is no culprit in this car accident, and no other people are
injured or dead. By the way, are you his family? Now we need your family members to sign on it.
Please cooperate with us in the following process. "
Somehow, when they heard the two words "family member", Cassandra felt as if the air around her
dropped to freezing point in an instant.
Cassandra hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, you misunderstood. Mr. Hackett and I are just friends. But don't
worry. I can help him with his affairs."
After signing the paper and going through the procedure, the two policemen left first. The operation
was still going on.
Cassandra looked at Martin with a headache, "Well, sweetheart, listen to me. Hackett is my friend. I
asked him for help several times before, but I didn't expect him to have a car accident as an
experienced driver."
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