Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Refusing To Be 352

Chapter 352 Lucas's legs were weak, and his voice was stammering.

"What's that, Mr. Sterling? Although we are firm materialists, the dead should be left buried in their graves. It's so late at night, and the lady is resting just fine. It's not good for us to disturb her like this, alright?

What if she wakes up and gets angry in the coffin? What should I do if she crawls out?"

Alexander was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, as Lucas couldn't catch up with Jordan's brain.

"Ask someone to come up and dig the grave and open the coffin immediately!" Alexander said in a strong tone.

"Yes, Sir."

Lucas has done many good and bad things in his life, but he has never done such an immoral thing.

As he dug the grave, he muttered in his heart: Miss, don't blame me; I'm just a messenger. If you want to hunt anyone, hunt your brother. Your brother is brave.

Alexander was not idle either. He moved faster than Lucas. Even when Lucas asked him to take shelter from the rain, he didn't listen to a word.

Even when they had dug close to the coffin, he went half-kneeling on the ground to scoop up the dirt with his hands for fear of damaging the coffin.

It was the first time that Lucas saw Alexander in such an embarrassing state. He was also worried, not knowing what Alexander was going to do.

When the complete coffin was revealed, Lucas noticed Alexander's expression was very complicated.

Amidst the fear, there was also a trace of expectation inside.

happened to the body

we need to open the coffin

moment but finally made up his mind,

Mr. Sterling, please

after death, but Alexander was

died. He didn't

body would have long

now,

what Alexander wanted to

thunder above the

order

nailed coffin lid was opened, and as

bones wrapped in shrouds

"Mr. Sterling, the coffin is opened, what should I

one of the bones and run a paternity

back to his senses, "Mr. Sterling, do you suspect that this

take it there yourself. Don't let it go through other people's hands. I want to know the results as soon as

"Yes, Sir."

didn't dare to ask questions anymore, and his face

Alexander's body

feel the slightest chill; like a decadent old man, he got into the car

was in

took a shower, and sat on the sofa without saying a

at dawn, Jordan came

man in the living room. Could he have been sitting on