It Was You

Chapter 723 How Could She be My Prince Charming

Martin sensed that something was wrong and looked at Carlos coldly. Carlos' calf trembled and almost knelt down.

Carlos bit the bullet, "Well... Master, don't worry. Let me explain to you... "

Martin's face suddenly turned cold, and a touch of coldness and cruelty instantly appeared in his eyes. He said in a cold voice, "Say it."

Carlos' back tensed up in a straight line, and he stood there like a wood. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He swallowed a few times and hurriedly said, "Yes... Here is the thing. My sister-in-law went to see the director, Lance. Two days ago, he died at his home. After the police investigation, they found that he was murdered... Then... Then... "

Carlos didn't dare to go on.

All of a sudden, Martin's body was filled with overwhelming killing intent, and his black eyes seemed to burst into ice. He stared at Carlos, "Then what?"

Carlos wiped away the cold sweat, "This morning, the police informed Cassandra to cooperate with the investigation at the police station, and then... The news that Cassandra was suspected of murder was... It was spread... "

The moment Carlos finished his words, he felt a chill on his back, and the air around him was instantly filled with a suffocating pressure.

He knew that as long as it came to Cassandra's matter, his master would blow up!

Martin raised his eyes slowly, and his angular face was covered with a layer of invisible frost. He looked very gloomy and violent, like a bloodthirsty devil who came back from hell at midnight, so cold that people's bones were trembling.

At that moment, Carlos felt that he was probing on the verge of death!

Martin's thin lips were tightened, and his eyes were dark. The last remaining temperature between his eyebrows had faded away, and his chest seemed to be rubbed into a pile of dregs. He said word by word, "I'll give you 3 minutes. Set off immediately, and go back to the capital city."

'Cassandra, wait for me...

dares to hurt you, I will make

police station

floor was temporarily expropriated as the live broadcast scene of the press conference of Cassandra.

would care about those stupid

to make sure there was nothing wrong. Then he reported

turned to Cassandra, "Have you made up

Cassandra nodded, "Yes."

but stopped on second thought, finally he just said, "We'll wait for you outside. If

"No, thank you for your kindness. At this time, your identities

breath and said, "Okay,

the prompt, she stopped and took out her phone. There

be afraid.

were only few words of

relief. She didn't want to disturb Martin, but it

took a few deep breaths, put the phone back in her pocket, and walked forward. As long as Martin

the news that Cassandra was suspected of murder spread out, the Internet was immediately in an uproar. Jack and

at all. It would be better to explain all the

was almost paralyzed, and countless people couldn't log in. Until Cassandra entered the live broadcast room, the number of online viewers on the

"Cassandra is a murderer!"

your

live broadcast? Such a scumbag should be cut

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