Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 51 I Never Do Something I'm Not Sure About

In the meeting footage, several commanders could not see the extra people in the room, but just spoke their own words.

"Commander Langdon failed to visit the hospital twice during Alice's pregnancy. We have reason to suspect that he didn't cherish his child, which led to the birth of a deformed fetus."

Claire took off her mask and sat on the bed and pricked up her ears. She didn't expect that Commander Langdon would be blamed for the fact that a female gave birth to a deformed fetus. In a way, the female treaty actually protected the rights of those unborn children.

"The following will be voted on, and more than half of them agree, then the rank of Commander Langdon will be lowered, and a fine of 1 million will be imposed, and he will not be eligible to have a fertile female within 10 years."

Cassius looked at Claire who was kneeling on the bed and took the skirt from the paper bag, and said in a low voice, "I agree."

Claire unfolded the cut and slim animal skin. The short hair of an unknown animal was brown and felt like fine velvet, which was very comfortable.

She compared it to her body and found that the size was very suitable. Claire couldn't help but wonder if Cassius had already figured out her size.

She jumped out of bed with the skirt and went into the bathroom. The white skirt she took off was casually placed on the sink.

She looked at herself in the mirror after changing into the animal skin skirt.

"It seems to be a little whiter again." Claire muttered to herself, and took another look at her bandaged arm. It was no longer painful, and it did not affect her activities. After thinking about it, she took off the bandage. She just took a shower. It's especially uncomfortable here.

The scab under the bandage seemed to be falling off, she turned her arms twice and walked out.

Cassius had just finished the meeting, and his eyes fell on Claire who came out of the bathroom.

The sleeveless animal skirt was very short, barely covering her buttocks and a small section of her thighs. The little flesh that had grown back recently made her look a lot more even.

His eyes were a little dark.

Claire likes the feeling of her skin being in free contact with the outside world. She swayed in front of Cassius and helped him open a nutrient solution very attentively, "Commander, dinner, strawberry flavored."

Cassius asked her indifferently, "Like it?"

Claire blinked, looked down at her skirt, and nodded honestly, "I like it."

He took the nutrient solution in her hand and drank it, threw away the empty shell, and said, "Someone will kidnap you at night."

So the dress is a consolation?

Claire felt a little disappointed for no apparent reason, but she couldn't see anything on her face, she just asked in a low voice, "Will you let me die?"

Cassius looked at her for a while, then moved the stool and stood up, hugged her waist and put her on the table easily.

Claire looked surprised, and then her thigh was suddenly dragged forward, and her lips were pressed down heavily. Her body fell backwards under the pressure of Cassius, but a big hand was firmly fixed on her. Back, holding her tightly in his arms.

Claire was stunned by the sudden kiss again. She subconsciously wrapped her arms around Cassius's neck, grabbed a strand of black hair with her fingers helplessly, and passively raised her face to bear his kiss until she couldn't breathe sobbing. Voice.

When he left her lips, he kissed her chin again, and his dark and deep eyes were hot at this moment.

"I never do things that I'm not sure about. You are my woman and I won't let you get hurt." Cassius' hot breath fell into Claire's ear, and he squeezed her waist with his palm, making her body A shudder.

So he wanted her to feel at ease?
Claire huddled in his arms without speaking, she was easily carried to the bed, and then a quilt covered her.

"Sleep." A low and patient voice came from behind.

Claire covered her face with the quilt, and her hot cheeks gradually cooled down.

She is indeed Cassius's woman, but also a plaything, and he never puts her on an equal footing with him.

She touched her lips and closed her eyes silently.

Knowing that someone would come at night, of course Claire couldn't fall asleep. She curled up in the quilt motionless, and the people lying beside her were also motionless.

Until the windows of their room were opened silently.

There was very little movement, but Claire, who was not asleep, still heard the slight sound of shoes rubbing against the carpet, and her body tensed up.

Cassius turned over and approached her, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."

Claire nodded slightly, but within a few seconds, Cassius quickly rolled over and got out of bed. There was no way to see the situation in the dark bedroom, only the sound of fierce fighting could be heard.

But for a moment, she was dragged out of the quilt, and before she could clearly see the blurry figure kneeling on the ground, a handkerchief was placed over her mouth, and she fainted instantly.

"Damn it, there is still time." A man wearing a mask put his foot on Cassius's shoulder with considerable force, but he didn't even frown, and just stared gloomyly at Claire who was carrying him. The departed disappeared from view.

She was thrown into a black car and drove away all the way.

As soon as the pistol of the man who was left to execute Cassius touched his forehead, the man turned over and jumped up, one turned sideways to avoid the bullet, and a small knife stabbed out from the inside of his wrist, instantly slitting one man's throat to complete the instant kill.

The other person opened his eyes wide and immediately fired at him with a gun. He blocked all the bullets with his mental strength, and turned back instantly, piercing the person out of several blood holes.

"Track Claire's location and order all the teams to ambush at the cargo port to intercept the fleeing fighter plane." Cassius took down the mask he wore at some point and threw it together with the knife into the fruit bowl on the table.

The man who was not yet dead showed horror, and he clearly recognized this face.

Claire woke up halfway through, her limbs were tied, and a rope was biting her mouth, which hurt a little at the corner of her mouth.

She stared drowsily at the double figure on the seat in front of her, and the erratic voice came to her ears intermittently.

"Saved a lot of money hehe."

"It looks good. If the uterus is healthy, it can make a lot of money."

Since Cassius had said that he would not do anything he was not sure of, she could just trust him. Moreover, she felt that with his ability, he should be taken away on purpose.

Claire closed her eyes, until she was forced into an underground hut, she remained calm.

After falling on a small bed, she opened her eyes again to adapt to the glare of the suspended lights.

In front is a long table, which is filled with some mechanical appliances, and several people walk back and forth.

Until a familiar middle-aged man stopped in front of the bed and untied the rope around her mouth.

"I'm sorry for bringing you here in this way." The middle-aged man said apologetically: "After all, we also want to save some money. We always resell females at high prices from others, and we earn too little."

Claire moved her lips, with horror in her eyes, "Who are you going to sell me to? I am the property of the empire! They won't let you go!"

(End of this chapter)