Chapter 162

A total of thirty-two colorful wreaths were placed around Eleanor’s bed.

“You… You’re-“

Presley wanted to say something more, but Mario shot her a warning glance, so she had to shut her mouth.

When the staff were done placing the flowers in the ward, they bowed to the Turner family politely.

“Thank you for supporting our business.

You’re welcome to buy more flowers in our store next time.

Was this a f@cking joke? Funeral wreaths? Next time?

was a

went crazy from

f@ck out of my ward! You

these wreaths apart and scratch those people’s faces on the spot, but she

could only glare at them

f@cking bitch Lucinda! This crossed the f@cking

mock Eleanor for what she had done, and then sent the funerary

had gone too

bitch! Lucinda! Throw these f@cking wreaths out-all

Eleanor was so angry.

then, a framed photo in

the photo Lucinda took of Eleanor in her pink underwear from that time her

Bullshit !

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