In front of the funeral parlor.
A funeral was being held in a low-profile manner.
Dressed in black suits, Shaun and Chester came out of the car and walked into the parlor.
They did not notice that someone was watching them with a triumphant look in a black car a short distance away. It was Rebecca, who had managed to run away.
'Hehe. Luckily, I secretly brought Shelley back in advance. You guys would never have thought that I've been impersonating Shelley, right?’
Rebecca grinned from ear to ear. 'Shaun, Catherine, think about all the harm you guys have caused me. I'll put you through hell.'
"You did a great job," the man in the passenger seat said nonchalantly, "Shelley is dead, whereas Charity is in jail. Furthermore, Shaun, Catherine, and the Snow family are in conflict. Everything has turned out much better than what I imagined."
Rebecca touched her face. "Having said that, this face can’t be used for the time being..."
"Go overseas for now. You'll still be of some use." The man snapped his fingers and asked the driver to start the car.
When Shaun reached the door, he suddenly turned around and caught sight of the black car leaving.
"What's wrong?" Chester asked.
Shaun frowned. "It felt like someone was keeping an eye on us just now."
"With your status, isn’t it normal for people to keep an eye on you?"
Let s go.
Shaun turned around.
As soon as he stepped into the parlor, he met Rodney who was paying his respects. Rodney looked away after he shot an icy glare at Shaun.
Chester went forward to pay his respects, while Shaun walked forward and lamented Shelley's death in silence.
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