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. Fort

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.