Upon hearing it, Bella and Justin shared a glance, their hearts beating in resonance.

Gregory stared at their leaving figures, the blood draining from his face as if he were submerged in freezing water.

Three luxury cars were parked in a row outside the cemetery.

Bella and Justin got in the first car, and Nigel sat in the second.

Not long after, Gregory walked out with his secretary, looking deflated.

"Mr. Gregory."

Matt came forward at this moment, saying respectfully, "Old Master Nigel has requested for you to get in the car. He wants to talk to you." Gregory's gaze darkened.

son sat in the car, shoulders touching, but an invisible wall seemed

anything else to say

she could not escape death, unless you're still unwilling to give up on that wretch,

for too long. Now, I only want her to die

"Good."

line the awkward

his head, agreeing, "You are right.

you planning to make it up to

past few days, and I'm dealing with them. After everything is

you're busy, so I've thought of

him, his gaze imposing. "As the president, Justin worked tirelessly for the company without complaint, yet you made a fuss to try obstructing his path to the board. Although I'm not involved

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