Henrick shook his head and barked, “Convey my orders that no one is to mention the wedding. No matter what, the dead takes precedence, so we'll have Shandie's funeral first before we talk about the wedding later.”
“Understood!” The new butler hastily left to execute his orders.
Despite his slow-wittedness, he was rather efficient in performing his tasks. Soon enough, no one in the manor dared to mention that matter, for the previous butler's fate was still vivid in their minds.
Just after Arielle and Vinson drove away from the Southall residence, the car that was driving Louisa and Cindy finally arrived at the manor gates about half an hour later.
The moment Cindy alighted from the car, she sensed something amiss. White flowers hung above the door as though a funeral was in progress.
Hmm? Why would there be a funeral at home?
When she strode in anxiously, she immediately caught sight of the wreaths that were placed everywhere.
Her heart abruptly jolted, and her joy at returning home waned.
Someone in the family has truly passed away?
She unconsciously clenched her hands into fists. But in the next moment, her apprehension was swiftly replaced with delight at the thought that popped into her mind.
I reckon that Henrick must have kicked the bucket! After all, there are only four people in this family. He smokes and drinks heavily, so he has quite a number of minor ailments though there's nothing major. Besides, he's impulsive and irritable, so he might collapse anytime. Therefore, it's not entirely surprising if he suddenly contracted some illness and passed away!
Cindy's heartbeat abruptly sped up, and excitement gripped her.
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