"The worst result is to die with you. Martin, I'm willing to die for you." Cassandra continued his
unfinished words.
In the past, she was just afraid of him. She always felt that his body was full of cruelty, and the smell of
blood was too strong. Wrapped in black clothes, how cold and ruthless his heart was? But now, she
really wanted to ask him if he would always feel that life was too bitter alone.
But she couldn't ask, and only pity remained in her heart.
Martin didn't expect to hear her saying that, and his heart had not been softened for many years, as if
the sealed fragility, like a trapped beast breaking through the cage, shook his internal organs.
The night was long. The late light finally tore the night apart, leaving a white light.
No matter how long and cold the night was, it would eventually pass.
Perhaps it was because he had stood for too long, or perhaps it was because Cassandra's words were
too shocking that Martin couldn't stand steadily for a moment. With a slight shake of his shoulder and a
faint smile on his pale lips, he asked, "Cassandra, are you really willing to do that? This is your last
chance. "
He was never a good man and had never thought that he would end up well. But if she was with him,
he would not feel bitter anymore.
Raising her eyebrows slightly, Cassandra resumed her usual dandiacal manner and said, "I do. You are
so beautiful and rich, and I have no reason to refuse, right?"
In this world, everyone had his own way to live. Some people risked their lives for the country, some
people sacrificed their lives for their confidants, and some people did nothing in their lives, while she
lived for Martin, sharing life and death with him.
Martin felt his heart stopped beating all of a sudden. His mind was blank. Countless past fragments
flashed by.
The light broke through the dark clouds, and the day and night alternately, over and over again, never
late, nor absent.
Martin raised his eyes slowly, blood streaks clinging to his eyes, and a fearless and innocent smile
finally appeared on his pale face. "Remember every word you said. From now on, even if you want to
escape, I won't let you go, even if I lock you by my side, even if I gouge out your eyes so that you can't
see anything outside, I won't let you go. I'll never let you go again. "
He only gave her one chance.
It was a creepy sentence, but Cassandra suddenly felt that she was a little abnormal, because she felt
at ease when she heard what Martin said.
'Freak! This is insane!'
Cassandra answered in a daze and fell asleep again.
Martin's face darkened. He immediately asked Kevin to come in and have a check-up on Cassandra.
Kevin was also shocked. Since when did his sister-in-law become so weak that she often fainted?
A few minutes later.
Kevin took off the stethoscope from his ear and hung it around his neck. "Well, Master, sister-in-law is
just asleep. She is fine."
If it went on like this, before Cassandra was dead, he might suffer from myocardial infarction.
Hearing this, Martin finally relaxed a little. Perhaps it was because Cassandra was too frightening this
time that he was afraid of making a mistake.
Martin rubbed between his eyebrows, "I see."
Carlos whispered, "Master, you haven't slept all night. Why don't you have a rest first? I'll take care of
my sister-in-law."
"No," said Martin
Carlos wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. Finally, he could only sigh
helplessly.
Martin turned to look at Carlos and said, "There's a meeting this morning. You can make a proper
concession on the condition that the number doesn't exceed one billion. Over one billion, no need to
negotiate."
Blue veins stood out on Carlos's forehead and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "Master, I can't
do it!"
'Well, a man can't say he can't do it. '
Martin asked "Is there a problem?"
Carlos shook his head, "No, it's not like that. I have no right to participate in the company's high-level
meeting, nor to make any decision for you. This is the rule."
The rule was the rule. He was only Martin's personal assistant. Even if everyone in the Martin group
knew that Carlos represented Martin to a certain extent, he was not Martin after all. Moreover, now
there was this Ron who was eyeing him.
Martin replied, "I said you can do it."
Carlos was speechless.
Help!
Master was completely insane!
Tears welled up in Carlos's heart. He kept nagging for a long time, but Martin was still unmoved. At last,
he had to go to the company as ordered.
In the CG Mansion.
In the basement of the He Clan's villa.
It was dark in the basement. There was only a light white light on the white curtain in the center through
the projector.
Hogan leaned against the black sofa, with the back of one hand supporting her forehead. On the white
screen, after a video was over, it began to play again from the beginning.
Day after day, year after year, every frame and picture of the video had already gone deep into his
bones, accompanied by blood, flowing in every inch of his body.
The video started over. Under the camera that had been washed for a long time, a girl of five or six
years old, dressed in a light white floral dress, holding a pile of dark brown soil, took a small handful of
colorful wild flowers from nowhere. She stuffed the wild flowers into a little boy's hand and coaxed him,
"What's your name? Where do you live? Did anyone bully you? Why are there so many wounds on
your body? Does it hurt? "
The little boy sat on the cold ground pitifully and threw the wild flowers in his hands on the ground,
ignoring her.
The little girl didn't get angry. Instead, she took out a candy from her schoolbag with her dirty little hand
and carefully took off the sugar coat on the outside. "This is a reward from my teacher. It's very sweet.
I'll give it for you. Have a taste, okay?"
That was the sweetest candy he had ever tasted in his life, even if it was only the cheapest candy.
Therefore, no one could guess that the current leader of the Han Clan, who had always been cold-
blooded and ruthless, liked candy.
Later, the candy factory closed down because of bad management. He personally sent someone to buy
the factory and asked the owner to continue to make candy for him. However, it only made candy for
himself, for he could no longer buy that brand of candy in the market.
"Click Click... "
In the darkness, a burst of faint footsteps suddenly sounded. The man's eyebrows wrinkled, and he sat
on the sofa expressionlessly. His body was suddenly filled with overwhelming coldness and cruelty, like
a bloodthirsty ghost returning from the hell at midnight.
"Mr. Hogan, I'm back." In the darkness, a black figure appeared beside the sofa. His voice was low and
hoarse, like an eagle.
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