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

is the coffin?” she

was none

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

answer only served to

customs, an elderly person’s coffin should be placed in the hall. Only the younger generation’s

 coffin should be in the hall. Why is it

off that thought. She wasn’t at home, so it was perfectly normal for Arielle, Shandie, and the help to not understand the local customs. The young people must‘ve thought it was inappropriate for the coffin

were twinkling with

way to

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

knew about the funeral, so she didn’t have to put up an

intention of putting on

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