"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 row of diamond on it.
The light in the car was flickering, and it took Cassandra a long time to see it clearly. There were words on the top of the flag: the future can be expected.
"Don't you like it?" Martin asked.
Cassandra's expression was a little complicated, but she didn't stop talking and said, "I like it! I like all the gifts from you..."
Her desire to live could be said to be very strong...
A gloomy smile slowly appeared on Martin's face. He gently kissed her forehead with his thin lips and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "That's fine."
Cassandra fawningly replied with a flattering smile on her face, "I've been busy for a while, and director Johnny's play is about to be finished. As an assistant director, it's time for me to pay attention to my own play... Sweetheart, by the way, why hasn't my master Greyson come back yet? He has been missing for a long time."
Carlos's back was slightly stiff in the front row, and he couldn't help but pause. The car didn't obviously stop for a while. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately restored to its original condition.
In the back seat, a cold light flashed in Martin's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. "He has a heavy task this time and can't come back now. With Todd's company, he will be fine."
Cassandra touched her chin and said, "Well, I was about to say that we would wait for him to come back. We can invite Robert and Lenny to have a get-together at home. Then we can wait for my master Greyson to come back."
Cassandra didn't know that her master Greyson would never come back.
After two seconds of silence, Martin said, "Okay."
Cassandra suddenly thought of something. She stared at Martin with her dark eyes and asked, "By the way, has Mr. Arthur made any progress? Has he found the guy named Nathaniel?"
For a moment, she couldn't remember who Nathaniel was, but she always felt that his identity was not simple. It was as if there was an invisible line that slowly linked all of them together.
"Not yet. You don't have to worry about it. I'll handle it," said Martin, hiding the strange look in his eyes.
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