Martin didn't say a word. An imperceptible coldness and cruelty flashed through his deep eyes, and his
cold and piercing fingers tapped the table rhythmically.
After a long while, Martin raised his eyes and said in a cold voice, "I'll go to the Dragon City, you have
half an hour to prepare."
Hearing this, Carlos was stunned and his pupils suddenly contracted. "Master, you mean..."
Martin narrowed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "That man won't leave the 'Black Triangle Zone'
for no reason. He must have some intention by dragging people into the mire. I'd like to see what he
wants to do."
Carlos swallowed and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat. "But now the situation in the 'Black
Triangle Zone' is chaotic. If we go there at this time, what if..."
The "Black Triangle Zone" was a dangerous place. 'A person in a high position is liable to be attacked'.
If Martin went there rashly at this time, what if he was killed?
Before he could finish his words, Martin looked at him coldly and asked, "So what?"
Carlos trembled with fear and hurriedly said, "Yes, master. I'll arrange it right away!"
After saying that, Carlos turned around and took two steps, but he suddenly stopped and said in a
trembling voice, "Then... What about Cassandra? "
When Martin heard this, there was a flash of void on his angular face, and his thin lips tightened into a
straight line. Then he looked at Carlos and said, "Tell her I'll be on a business trip."
Carlos almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Business trip?
'Do you think these two words make Cassandra believe you?
Are you kidding me?' His sister-in-law was a smart woman!
Carlos gave a wry smile and didn't dare to say anything more. He just got out of Martin's office and met
Cassandra who just came out of the elevator.
Cassandra had changed into a man's suit, with a bouquet of flamboyant roses in her hand. Carlos
looked as if he had seen a ghost, and inexplicably felt a little guilty. The smile on his face was flattering.
"Ha-ha, you're here, Cassandra." Why didn't you tell me in advance? "
Cassandra glanced at him and said, "Why can't I come? Do you know all the women who don't come to
pick up their men home are rubbish? Why are you so nervous? Is your master flirting with another
woman behind my back? "
Carlos opened his eyes wide and almost blurted out, "How could it be possible? Master has always
been faithful to you. Who is so capable to poach him? "
'Ha-ha, young man, you really have a strong desire to survive~'
Cassandra raised her eyebrows slightly, "That's more like it. Where is Martin? Is he still busy?"
With a guilty conscience inexplicably, Carlos fawningly said, "Well, how about I report to him first..."
With one hand on Carlos' shoulder, Cassandra stared at Carlos with a cunning look, "Why should I still
need to report to my sweetheart when I come here? Do you have a guilty conscience?"
Carlos was speechless.
'Master, help!'
Carlos smiled awkwardly, "No, my master has just finished his work. I'm afraid that he is resting. Ha-ha,
Cassandra, please don't misunderstand."
Cassandra let go of Carlos and glanced at the door of Martin's office, "Really?"
Carlos nodded immediately, "Yes! Well, Cassandra, I have something else to do. I won't disturb you
and my master. I'm leaving now. "
After saying that, Carlos ran away as fast as a gust of wind.
Cassandra touched her nose and felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was. She
raised her hand and pushed the door of Martin's office open.
In the office.
With an expressionless face, Martin leaned against the sofa, with the back of one hand supporting his
forehead. His pale lips were tightened in a straight line, and he gave off a cold aura of "no one is
allowed to enter".
There was a newly opened bottle on the table in front of Martin. Alcohol?
The man on the sofa seemed to feel something. He suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, which
were as dark as ink, reflecting the girl's face, and the remaining hostility on his face instantly faded
away like the tide.
Even just for a short moment, Cassandra still felt the man's coldness and cruelty which had faded
away. She quietly walked towards Martin and stuffed the flowers in her hand into Martin's arms. "When
I came here, I saw these flowers were very beautiful, so I wanted to buy them for you. Do you like it, my
sweetheart?"
The last trace of gloom in Martin's eyes almost disappeared the moment she spoke. His eyes gradually
returned to focus, but he stared at Cassandra's hand without blinking. "Your hand hasn't recovered yet.
Don't mess around."
Cassandra pouted, "I miss you, but you scold me."
Hearing this, Martin felt a little helpless, but he could do nothing to her. He softened his voice and said,
"No, I didn't. It's just that you are injured. Be careful."
Cassandra cupped her chin with one hand and said with a smile, "I can't believe that the injured will be
treated like this. Then I'll take my time to recover..."
Martin's pupils shrank slightly, "Don't make fun of your own body."
Cassandra raised her hand and touched Martin's hand, "I'm just kidding. There are still many scenes
waiting for me to shoot in the crew. I'm a dedicated actress. How can I delay the progress of the crew
because of my injury?"
Hearing this, Martin relaxed a little. He lowered his head, kissed the girl on the forehead and said,
"There is an emergency in the company and I have to deal with it. I have to go on a few days' business
trip. Don't make trouble, okay?"
Cassandra raised her head and asked, "Are you going on a business trip again? Where to? With
whom? Will you still love me when you come back? "
Martin's eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and said seriously, "Yes, go
abroad, with Carlos, I will."
With a howl, Cassandra put her arms around Martin's waist and rested her head on the man's chest.
The man's undulating and powerful heartbeat could be heard clearly. At that moment, she suddenly felt
at ease.
When she came back from her rebirth, she seemed to have been used to staying by the side of Martin.
Whenever she looked back, she could see the man standing firmly behind him. She was fearless no
matter how many hardships in the way.
"When are you leaving?" Cassandra said in a low voice.
Martin raised his hand and gently rubbed the girl's head, "In ten minutes."
Cassandra's face darkened and she murmured, "So soon?"
Martin, "As the saying goes, speed is the soldier's asset. I'll be back as soon as I finish my work. Can
you stay at home to heal yourself these days?"
Cassandra's slender fingers circled in circles on his chest and said reluctantly, "I'm not a three year old
child. I know how to take care of myself."
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