Mr Wood The Legend

Chapter 16 Luke's Plan

"The literal meaning. What a stupid question." Yank smiled sarcastically.

His words made the other servants of the Browns dissatisfied. Today was the funeral of their master's

family, how arrogant this guy was. They looked at Yank angrily and wished to tear him to pieces on the

spot.

Just as the situation was tense and out of control.

"What is the matter?"

Luke, dressed in mourning clothes, came out with an angry face. "Don't these servants know that today

is the funeral of the Browns? Are they trying to rebel?"

But when he saw Lucy and Yank, his face suddenly became a little gloomy.

Especially when he saw the smiling Yank, he felt angrier and wished he could kill Yank.

Although he didn't find out who had destroyed the whole Browns, to his intuition, Yank, the only one

who had a grudge against him recently, was definitely involved in this matter.

But now the situation was different from the past. He was no longer the young master of the Browns,

who was full of glory. Now his most important task was to reunite the incomplete Browns together and

take revenge on Yank.

After making up his mind, he forced a smile and walked up to Lucy. "Lucy, you're here. My men are not

polite and talk nonsense. Don't take it to heart."

After that, he shot warning glances at the man who had spoken before.

Looking at Luck, the man was a little stunned for his aura field as strong as Carson's.

Then Luke looked at Yank. Their eyes met, and soon Luke lowered his gaze. He was very surprised

and curious about Yank. He didn't know why he felt so suffocated just because of his gaze?

It seemed that he was looking at Death!

"Come in with me!" Luke said indifferently.

Yank was not angry with Luke's arrogance. He was not as cruel as Austin. Today was the funeral of

Luke's family. He did not want to make a big fuss. Moreover, Luke had done his best.

After Luke gave his word, although the servants of the Browns were a little indignant, they finally made

way for Lucy and Yank to go in.

When he passed by the man who had framed him before, Yank leaned over to his ear and whispered,

"Ask Austin to be mercy. After all, today is their funeral of them. Using the funeral to make a fuss, is he Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

a devil?"

The man looked nervous, but he pretended to be innocent and said, "I don't understand what you are

talking about. Don't go too far."

Yank grinned and did not say anything. He quickly caught up with Lucy.

Entering the main hall, Carson's black-and-white portrait was placed in the middle, surrounded by

dozens of relatively smaller portraits. Every dead was the backbone of the Browns.

Feeling a little nervous, Lucy couldn't help but tremble unconsciously. The next second, she felt a warm

hand hold her hand, it's Yank's.

She was stunned and instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but she was surprised to find that her

heart miraculously calmed down after being held by Yank. She felt infinite peace.

"Honey, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Yank smiled and signaled Lucy to relax.

This woman was too kind. It wasn't her fault at all, but she insisted on blaming herself. Without him, she

would have been framed by her cunning grandfather at any time.

However, this was the very reason that Yank loved her. She was beautiful and kind. Such a woman

was rare at present.

Such a scene made Luke so envious. Even if he was unwilling to give up, how could he compete with

the powerful Yank for Lucy?

With Yank's encouragement, Lucy calmed down and gave him a smile. Yank let go of her and they

bowed sincerely to the dead, and then Lucy gave Luke an envelope with a check of one million dollars

in it.

Even though Luke had offended her before, Lucy no longer hated Luke. Instead, she felt guilty and said

sincerely, "Luke, I feel sorry for your loss!"

Hearing this, Luke felt sad again and burst into tears. He wanted to hug Lucy but was stopped by Yank.

"Luke, save your hug for the others!"

Of course, Yank could not agree. He had never hugged Lucy before. How could he let Luke hug her

first?

Lucy felt angry and funny. "What a petty boy.

I didn't say anything, but he was reluctant." She thought. But somehow, the feeling of being cared

about by this man made her a little moved.

Another item of the funeral, as well as the most important item, was buried in the coffin.

Yank was not surprised at all. Although Winbury generally implemented the fire burial system, it was

not suitable for the rich people. Lucy told him that many big families would choose a place in advance

for their family members, just like the ancient emperors who would prepare their own tombs as soon as

they ascended the throne.

The Browns chose a piece of land in the back mountain of M City, which had cost hundreds of millions

of dollars.

The people who came to the funeral had to witness the burial of the coffin together. That was the way

to show their real respect for the Browns. Yank didn't mind at all, so he didn't have any objection when

Lucy insisted on staying.

They sat down at a corner and waited quietly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lucy looked at Yank curiously, "Yank, what did you say to the

person at the door just now?"

"Do you want to know?" Yank raised his eyebrows.

Lucy glared at him with anger and said, "I don't. Don't be so smug!"

After that, she turned her head and no longer looked at Yank.

She thought that Yank would try to please her immediately. It was a man's duty.

But after a long time, she didn't hear Yank saying anything. She glanced out of the corner of her eye

and found that he was staring at the door.

"This group of people who came in is from the Lee family. The head of them is Zach Lee, who is at the

front. I heard that he was a close friend of Uncle Brown in their early years. They built the foundation of

the two families fighting others. " Lucy told Yank.

Although she said in a low voice, Zach heard her. He suddenly gave her a commanding gaze, hoping

to teach Lucy a lesson.

But what surprised him was that the person in front of Lucy seemed to be more powerful than him...