Right Here Waiting

"HMM... What's this?" Only then did Cassandra realize that there seemed to be something long under her buttocks.

Martin raised his hand, gently rubbed her head and said, "It's for you."

Cassandra's eyes lit up. She immediately took out the long box from her bottom and couldn't wait to open it. She thought it was an antique, calligraphy, painting, necklace or jewelry, but when she opened it, there was a brightly colored... brocade flag!

Seeing this, Cassandra thought in her mind, 'What the hell is this?

It is so weird!'

She swallowed and smiled awkwardly, "My sweetheart... Who incited you to send it?"

Martin replied, "Robert."

Martin saw that Cassandra didn't like it and was unhappy. For a moment, he betrayed Robert.

Speechless, Cassandra rubbed between her eyebrows and opened the brocade flag. The flag was different from the ones hung in ordinary stores. The handwriting on it was vigorous and powerful, probably made by famous master. Moreover, there was a ro

idle? Oh my God... Please have a seat. I'm going to wash my face."

He had been very busy in the early morning. Just now, a phone call from his superior gave him a task that he didn't know what to do. He was so dizzy that he was really not sober.

Arthur went to the bathroom and washed his face. His face was still wet. He lit a cigarette and asked, "What's up?"

Lenny handed a file bag under his arm to Cassandra and said, "This is the information you asked me to investigate before. From the current situation, Mrs. Lynn did not die by accident. Although Susan did it secretly and someone else dealt with the aftermath for her... She did put a drug that could cause heart disease in Mrs. Lynn's soup. This drug is a forbidden drug. Even if it is carried around by a person, it can't pass the customs."

Cassandra's pupils shrank sharply and her voice changed a little. She stared at Lenny with her dark and deep eyes and said, "You mean, Susan... Susan killed grandma by herself?"