A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 272

The help felt a chill traveling down her spine as Cindy stared at her. She immediately caved in. ‘I’m sorry, Mrs. Southall. I could’ve seen it wrongly. You should head in and see for yourself.”

With that, she hurried away.

As Henrick had released news about Shandie’s death, many guests had arrived to pay their last respects to her in the backyard, where her coffin was placed. Everyone working in the residence was busy serving the guests and had no time to talk to Cindy

Cindy stared at the help’s back in a sinister manner and memorized her features before entering the mansion.

There was a mournful air about the mansion.

Cindy sighed. Weve been married for yearsand used to love himThough I’glad hedeadstill feel bad about itLife is shortso must live for myselfHmmwherethe coffinthoughIs his body still at the hospital mortuary?

Confused, Cindy stopped a maid that was

“Where is the coffin?” she

maid was none other than

at the sight of Cindy. Calming

answer only served to heighten Cindy’s

customs, an elderly person’s coffin should be placed in the hall. Only the younger generation’s coffin would

 so his coffin should be in the hall. Why is it in

 people must‘ve

twinkling with

her way to

the way there, she glanced at her attire. After a brief hesitation, she

so she didn’t have

she had no intention of putting on mourning

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