Good bye You Never Love Me novel Chapter 595

Chapter 595 Razed the Lucas Residence to the Ground

The old Mrs. Lucas glanced at fake Martha, and said indifferently, "Don't worry. Things shouldn't be that bad."

Although she was also surprised that Sam angered King Ducasse, but she knew King Ducasse as kind and wouldn't really do anything harmful to the Lucas family.

Sweat had broken out on fake Martha's palm, and her eyes were still full of worry.

"It's been a day, and Sam hasn't come back yet."

"Maybe he'll be back tomorrow."

The old Mrs. Lucas felt that something was wrong this time, but after being through a lot of ups and downs, she deeply realized that the more something was wrong, the less she should lose her composure.

Fake Martha nodded slightly, "Hope he'll be back tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something, and looked at the old Mrs. Lucas with a solemn expression.

"Master, if the situation changes tomorrow, shall we take action?"

The old Mrs. Lucas shook her head slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Calm down, let's not act rashly now, and see how things will develop."

Fake Martha echoed softly, and her flustered heart gradually calmed down.

After she calmed down a little, she couldn't help but think of the woman in the basement again.

If those two people hadn't come in time that day, she would be the only Martha in the world now.

When she thought of Stefan's affection for Martha, she felt jealous.

"Why can someone like Martha capture Stefan's heart! As long as I killed Martha, his eyes would surely fall on me." Martha thought, and looked at the old Mrs. Lucas with dark eyes, "When are we going to the basement to take out that bitch's heart?"

"We shall not go to the basement for now."

The old Mrs. Lucas looked at the entrance of the basement with gloomy eyes.

Now that the Lucas residence was surrounded by guards, and the servants were in panic, it was really not suitable to go to the basement at this time.

If the basement was discovered, her years of hard work would be destroyed.

Fake Martha looked in the direction of the basement resentfully, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly asked.