"I don't care who you are, we're taking it away!" One of the men gripped the urn tightly.
Grace went forward to stop them nevertheless.
Another man swiftly reached out his hand and pushed Grace to the ground.
"Grace!" Nerissa's brows furrowed as she hurriedly shouted, "Are you alright?"
"Aunt Nerissa, I'm fine." Grace shook her head.
Nerissa helped her up and said sharply, "How dare you! Someone come and stop him!"
"Miss Smith!" Alex was the first to step in. As soon as he saw Nerissa and Grace, he immediately came forward and stood in between the two women and the men. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Grace then said, "Alex, get the urn back."
"Yes!" Although Alex said so, his action was not fast. He angrily rebuked the two men, "Do you even have a conscience? How can you rob someone's ashes? Aren't you afraid of karma?"
"Get out of the way. It's none of your business." The two men were both unreasonable and refuted, "Don't stand in our way. Otherwise, we will beat you up."
"If you want to leave, you'll have to get through me first!" Alex shouted.
"I'll leave this to you." The man holding the urn said hastily to his comrade before running out with the
urn in his arms.
Meanwhile, Alex fought with the other person who had attacked him. As their fists flailed wildly in the air, the scene became a mess.
Grace and Nerissa watched helplessly as Marilyn's ashes were taken away.
After a while, Grace chased after the man who had taken away the urn.
Nerissa also followed behind and shouted to the people outside the door, "Stop them, don't let them take away the ashes!"
However, they still couldn't stop him. With so many people on the opponent's side coupled with Alex's instructions to deliberately let the man go, the urn was taken away just like that.
The whole courtyard was in a mess.
Alex walked up to Grace and whispered, "Miss Smith, let's go back into the house first."
"Yes, let's go," Nerissa said quickly.
Alice was still in the side hall with Little Gary and Ernest. Her heart was torn with anxiety when she saw that her grandma's ashes had been taken away. Grace and Nerissa, together with Alex seemed to have let them go on purpose, allowing the group of bandits to take the ashes away.
"What the hell is going on? Ernest, why is your father so useless? Alex is also a loser," Alice couldn't help cursing in frustration.
Ernest rolled his big eyes and replied, "Little Aunt, why do I feel that something is wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Alice didn't quite understand. She subconsciously looked at both Ernest and Little Gary.
Ernest then continued, "Uncle Alex's fighting skills are much more superior to those men's. Although the bodyguards we brought with us are not masters, they are enough to fight against ten people at one time. However, it seems that they didn't use all of their efforts today."
"Hmm... You're right!" Alice also came to a realization. "Even Grace didn't try much to stop them."
Ernest furrowed his little eyebrows.
Alice was still frowning as she found it increasingly hard to understand what was happening.
Just then, Little Gary spoke. "I think that urn doesn't contain the real ashes. Otherwise, Mommy would have tried her best to stop them. Furthermore, Uncle Alex must know what is going on. That's why he allowed the people to leave with the ashes."
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