The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 280

Flora's POV:

It was a complete mess at the entrance of the crematory, and there was constant scolding and cursing in the crowd.

I lay on the corpse, secretly took out a sliced onion from my pocket, and wiped my eyes. Tears immediately flowed down my cheeks profusely. Harry stood next to me. He seemed tired, and his voice gradually weakened. I pinched his thigh hard, and he immediately shrieked with a slaughtering cry.

"Oh, God! Why did you leave us? Damn!"

His mournful wailing was incomparably moving. He shed tears pitifully, and his hair had lost its previous radiance at this moment. His strong arms shook the corpse fiercely and he appeared heartbroken.

While weeping, I feigned a cough, hinting at him that he was exaggerating. But he didn't get it at all. He continued crying heartily.

The group of people standing on the other side of the corpse was stunned. They seemed to be the real relatives of the corpse because they looked at Harry and me in confusion.

"Are they Grandpa's long-lost grandson and granddaughter?" The little girl's voice sounded so innocent when she asked. Standing next to the adults, she blinked and looked at us curiously.

"Well..." The adult beside her was also dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time.

The security guard at the door got so anxious that he rushed over and pulled Harry and me away. "Don't make trouble here."

I shook off the security guard's hand and looked at the door while sobbing. At this moment, Sylvia came out and winked at me.

I immediately stopped crying and regained my composure. I bowed to the relatives of the corpse to express my apology. "I'm sorry, but it seems we mistook him for someone else."

Then I calmly held Harry's hand and took him away.

The security guards behind us were furious. "You're just here to make trouble!"

Harry and I hurriedly left the crematory and went to a secluded place to meet Sylvia.

"Where's Warren?" I asked when I looked behind Sylvia and didn't see him.

"He took the boy's body for an autopsy," Sylvia replied.

"Did you find anything?" Harry hiccupped and asked. He hadn't recovered from the crying yet, and his eyes were red and swollen.

I took out a tissue and handed it to him. "Stop crying."