The help felt a chill traveling down her spine as Cindy stared at her. She immediately caved in. ‘I’m sorry, Mrs. Southall. I could’ve seen it wrongly. You should head in and see for yourself.”

With that, she hurried away.

As Henrick had released news about Shandie’s death, many guests had arrived to pay their last respects to her in the backyard, where her coffin was placed. Everyone working in the residence was busy serving the guests and had no time to talk to Cindy

Cindy stared at the help’s back in a sinister manner and memorized her features before entering the mansion.

There was a mournful air about the mansion.

Cindy sighed. We‘ve been married for years, and I used to love him. Though I’m glad he‘s dead, I still feel bad about it. Life is short, so I must live for myself! Hmm, where‘s the coffin, though? Is his body still at the hospital mortuary?

Confused, Cindy stopped a maid that was

“Where is the coffin?” she

maid was none

sight of Cindy. Calming down, she answered politely, “It’s in the

served to

all, according to the local customs, an elderly person’s coffin should be placed in the hall. Only the younger generation’s coffin would

 so his coffin should be in the

local customs. The young people

twinkling with mirth as

her way to

there, she glanced at her attire. After a brief hesitation, she decided not to

funeral, so she didn’t

of putting on

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