My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 361

Duncan was seen kneeling before a pile of fire.

“Was the unburned body on the fire Sheldon?”

Xeno looked shocked.

Sheldon’s net worth was worth billions.

Not only was there no funeral after his death, but they could not even afford to send him to a funeral parlor?

If Xeno were Sheldon, he would die with his eyes wide open.

Nash turned his head and glanced at the robust man next to him.

This was a stage nine great-grandmaster.

It was unexpected for the Duersons to have hidden such a powerful individual.

Even the Watsons only had two great-grandmasters, Iron Kick George and Eight Trigram Palm Janson, with powers at stage six and seven. Together, they could rival a stage nine great- grandmaster, but defeating one was another question.

“Duncan… Mr. Nash is here!”

Xeno spoke up as a reminder.

They could not possibly let Mr. Nash see them cremating Sheldon, could they?

Duncan wiped his tears, trembled as he stood up, and bowed to Nash. He said, “I apologize for not greeting you from afar, Mr. Calcraft. It’s due to the funeral!”

Nash coldly asked, “Did you kill Sheldon?”

looked bewildered. “Mr. Calcraft, although Sheldon wasn’t my biological grandfather, I’ve been with the Duersons for over 20 years.

toward

true energy extinguished the flames.

the charred skeletal frame remained. It

take the bones for DNA testing to confirm the identity of

spoke slowly and resonantly.

suddenly constricted, and his face instantly

a cold voice, “Where’s Sheldon Duerson?”

powerful aura enveloped

but shudder

you really think we’re

would not create the illusion of cremation

let Mr. Nash see Sheldon’s

Xeno had been fooled, Mr. Nash would

grandfather’s last wish was to be buried with an intact corpse… so… so

me to see the body!” Nash

was involved in the extermination

was a dead

him, alive or

the entire Duersons would be annihilated.

to the

and cedar trees were planted here, and there was a grave in the middle, in which lay a coffin made of yellow pear

into the grave and forcefully pushed open

clothed in formal attire, his face bloodless and

jewels were placed around him as burial

Sheldon’s carotid artery for a moment and said, “No pulse, stiff corpse, and no temperature; he should