Send You all Stars in the Sky Chapter 31: Grace Killed

Lily was his first love and the eternal Bai Yueguang in his heart. Even if he married and had children and a new family, he would never forget her. Only then something happened to lily, and he also stayed abroad for several years. When he returned home, he learned of lily's death.

She has always been a pity in his heart.

In front of Grace, a smile is exactly the same as that of lily when he was young.

Mason gently hugged Grace's thin waist, narrowed his eyes and smiled, looked at Andrew Lim and said, "Dad, how is it? Are you satisfied with the daughter-in-law I found for you?"

"Will you get married?" He clenched his crutch and frowned.

"Well, we will not only get married, but also have a great grandson for you." He stroked Grace's long hair gently, and his eyes were full of spoil.

Andrew Lim's deep eyes fell on Grace impartially, and his eyes changed rapidly.

Rose bit his lip and stared at Grace. His face became very ugly.

"Yo, today's cocktail party is so lively?" Just then, Martha's mocking voice came behind him.

She walked step by step to the front of Grace and Mason, looked down on Grace and sarcastically said, "Lao Shen, your son is quite good at choosing a wife. You just choose the rest of others. You don't know how bad Grace's reputation in Romantic city is over the years abroad, do you?"

"What are you talking about?" Mason took Grace in his arms and sneered, "I know who Grace is better than anyone else."

Martha smiled: "Mr Mason and Grace do have a charming face. It is normal that you will be confused by her beauty. However, none of the people close to Grace have a good end. Caleb died five years ago. Now Carl is seriously injured. Mr Mason doesn't want to be worse than them, does it?"

For an instant, Mason's narrow eyes narrowed and his handsome face sank a few minutes.

Looking at Andrew Lim's suspicious eyes, Rose took his arm lightly and smiled and said, "Dad, Grace's reputation has not been very good over the years, but it doesn't matter. She hasn't married Mason yet, not counting our Mason family people. You don't have to care about her."

At this point, Rose took her to the pastry area.

"Grace, talk to me." As soon as Andrew Lim left, Martha pulled down his face and said to her, then turned and walked towards the lounge.

Grace hesitated for a long time, but still followed her footsteps.

She stood in the corridor of the lounge, deliberately avoiding the surveillance. As soon as Grace stepped forward, she took off the image of rich wife, grabbed Grace by the collar and pressed her against the wall, gnashing her teeth and saying, "Grace, where is Carl?"

"Carl?" Grace narrowed his eyes and grunted coldly, "Isn't he your son? Where is he, you don't know, how can I know?"

"Is it?" Martha grabbed her chin with his pointed fingernails and sneered, "Grace, don't think you mislead Carl, he will believe you, he will never forgive you for the mistakes you made five years ago in his life, and you should not be wishful thinking to be with him!"

"Don't worry, I'm not that cheap." Grace gave her a white look, pushed her away and turned to leave.

She doesn't want to do indifferent pestering with her, but isn't Carl in the suburb villa? Is he hiding there just to avoid Martha? But Martha is his biological mother. What is he doing hiding from Martha?

"Martha, you murderer! I will kill you!"

Just then, a girl dressed as a waiter suddenly jumped out of the corridor. She clenched her fruit knife and threw herself at Martha.

As soon as Grace turned around, she saw the knife in her hand penetrating deeply into Martha's lower abdomen.

Martha covered his bloody lower abdomen and stared at the woman in front of him in shock. He said in disbelief, "You... you are still alive..."

"Yes, I am still alive, Martha, and I want you to bury Caleb with me!" With a sneer, she stabbed the knife deeply, then quickly turned around and disappeared into the corridor.

Grace's whole people are frozen in place. What is going on? Who is this girl? What did she mean by what she just said?

But before she recovered, she saw Martha, who was sweating all over her head, throwing herself on her body with all her strength. She fell back a few steps and was dragged to the monitoring area by her.

Martha sneered, grabbed her hand, put it on the bloody fruit knife, then smiled harshly and fell on her.

Grace went white with fear and pushed her away as hard as she could.

"Ah!" At the end of the corridor came Rose's screams, "Murder! Grace has killed people!"

Grace shook his head desperately and trembled all over.

No, she didn't kill Martha, she didn't do anything!

But at the moment, her body and hands are covered with Martha's blood, and she looks like a murderer.

Looking at Martha lying in a pool of blood, Grace's brain buzzed, and the appearance of Caleb dying in the bathtub covered in blood kept coming to mind. She was so scared that her legs were weak and her whole body trembled.

"Grace." The next second, she was dragged into a warm embrace.

She grabbed Mason's skirt and shook her head with tears in her eyes. "Mason, I didn't kill Martha, I really didn't kill her..."

"Well, I know." Mason nodded gently and said softly, "Don't be afraid, there is me."

His arms were firm and warm, and Grace felt a sense of peace of mind.

Later, Martha was sent to the emergency room. Grace was escorted away by Mason and returned safely to the villa.

At dawn, Warren Fule came.

Just like yesterday, he "invited" Grace into the car and escorted her to the suburban villa.

But as soon as she entered the door, she looked at Carl's angry eyes.

As soon as she was about to explain, Carl pulled out the needle and rushed over, grabbed her by the neck, pressed her against the wall, and shouted, "Grace, are you crazy? Who do you want to provoke? Do you have to provoke Martha?"

"I didn't..." Grace shook his head desperately and said in a difficult voice.

But five years ago he did not believe her, and five years later, he still did not believe her.

His veins stood out on his face, and his cruel eyes were eager to strangle her alive. "Grace, are you retaliating against me in this way? It is not enough to kill Caleb, you have to kill Martha? Do you have to kill all my relatives before you are willing?"

"As I said, I didn't!" This time, Grace didn't want to endure it any longer.

She pushed him away with all her strength, grabbed the fruit knife on the table and pointed it at her neck. She stared at Carl with her head held high and shouted, "Carl, if you really think I am a heinous murderer, then you can kill me now!"