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.

to the body in

we need to open the

hesitated for a moment but finally

Sterling, please stand further

after death, but

before she died. He didn't want to hurt her again, so

two years, the body would

now,

what

opened, there was thunder above the head, and Lucas's hand

gave the order

was opened, and as imagined, apart from the

the bones wrapped

coffin is opened,

the bones and run a paternity test

Sterling, do you suspect that this female corpse is not

there yourself. Don't let it go through other people's hands.

"Yes, Sir."

ask questions anymore, and his face was

rain soaked Alexander's body as the cold

he didn't feel the slightest chill; like a decadent old man, he got into the car

he knew that Aveline was in Adam's possession, he didn't

sofa without saying a word. The Sterling family house was brightly

dawn, Jordan came in with a

the statue-like man in the living room. Could he have been