Chapter 888 You Have A Good Taste

A few minutes later.

After reading out the will made by Old Master Shen, no one expected that Old Master Shen would hand over the future of the Shen group to Lenny, a playboy and a spendthrift.

Hancock was the first one to stand out to refuse, but what could he do with the presence of Martin?

The weak couldn't contend with the strong. Hancock's wishful thinking for so long failed in the end. He was full of anger, but there was nowhere to vent it. Finally, he left the funeral parlor in anger and disappeared.

Apart from him, Fiona also didn't expect the result. She had always thought that she would be the successor of the Shen group in the future. It was just a reasonable thing to hand over the Shen group to her. But in a blink of an eye, Scales and Old Master Shen passed away one after another, and she fell from the top of the clouds. She had become the most embarrassed existence for the time being.

At that moment, Fiona seemed to have aged ten years, and her pale face was as pale as a face that had been blown by a violent storm. She was at a loss.

After the chaos, Martin and the others left the mourning hall without hesitation.

As soon as Arthur saw Cassandra and others come out, he quickly walked up to them and asked, "What's going on inside? Why did Hancock leave angrily just now? Did they fight? Is my baby okay? "

Cassandra rolled her eyes at him. "They didn't fight, but congratulations."

Arthur was confused, "Congratulations?"

Cassandra nodded slightly and patted on his shoulder, "Yes, you have a good taste. In the future, you will be the wife of the heir of the Shen group and the hostess of the Shen family. Do you think it's time to congratulate you?"

Arthur was speechless.

He was the husband!

In the Maybach.

As soon as they got in the car, Cassandra couldn't wait to look at Martin, "Sweetheart, to be honest, did you or Lenny tamper with the will?"

How could it be such a coincidence? Hancock was determined to get

slowly, and took back his gaze after a slight glance.

"No wonder we haven't been able to find them since they entered the country. It turns out that they are hidden in such a place." Carlos breathed a few times and calmed down. "But I've checked it. The surveillance around here has been broken for a long time. Since no one came in and out, no one took care of it. The traffic surveillance nearby is being checked, and we don't know if there is any useful clue for the time being."

"It's useless," Martin pulled up a chair and sat down. "Since they live here, they won't leave such an obvious clue. In the previous incident of Bonnie, Brett died. In addition to him, at least two professional killers are left in the territory."

At the mention of Bonnie, Carlos's face turned slightly pale. He ground his teeth secretly and said, "Master, do you mean that there are a total of three killers entering the country this time?"

Martin nodded. "They sold Brett out on purpose to warn us. They probably didn't expect that Hancock would suddenly go crazy and come here to confront them, so they temporarily arranged it and crashed into his car. But look, all the items left on the scene are double. Even if they evacuate in time, all the items on the scene are still very neat. It means that one of them has severe OCD. "