Now, Mr. Jimenez was old. Even though he had once been a master, he no longer had the strength to overpower the gravekeepers.

“I just want to see the head of the family,” Mr. Jimenez said.

“It’s this belief that has kept me going for decades.” Mr. Jimenez was a little out of breath as he walked.

Audrey and her husband worried that Mr. Jimenez was tired, so they stopped and suggested taking a rest before continuing. But Mr. Jimenez didn’t want to rest. “We’re almost there. We can see Clarissa’s bodyguards. Just a few more minutes.”

He was tired but didn’t want to stop. If he rested, he feared he would feel even more tired and lose the will to continue.

Audrey looked ahead and indeed saw Clarissa’s bodyguards.

Clarissa had gone out with ten bodyguards today. Two personal bodyguards followed her closely at the tomb of the former head of the family. The other eight were spread out along the path, keeping an eye on the surroundings.

the tall pines and cypresses blocked the view. They feared

her group of four came into view

would come to pay tribute to the former head of the family, including the

decades, yet her assistant was still

understood why Clarissa had

with her for a long time and, of course, had heard the rumor that Clarissa was responsible for the previous head’s death. No one dared to confront her directly,

retaliate. If she didn’t hear them, she pretended to be unaware. After all, no one had proof she had

who were still around were only in their teens or twenties at the time and knew little

sister, took care of the bodies and arranged the funeral. Not long after,

was heartbroken. She was the only one left

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