“Got it.” Silas tucked the files under his arm and asked after suddenly remembering something, “Mr. Shane, the Thompson residence is now unoccupied. Should we send someone to maintain it?”

“No. After Sam's funeral is done, box up all the possessions and seal the residence. We'll hold our annual ancestral prayers there,” Shane replied lightly.

Silas made a sound of agreement and left.

Natalie pinched Shane on his shoulder to get his attention. “Is there going to be a funeral for Sam?”

His body had been transported to a funeral parlor.

Come what may, Sam was still a Thompson. Thus, Shane claimed his body and didn't donate it to a science institution.

Sam was not the same as Susan. He was a blood relation of Shane.

Just like Harrison, no matter how much Natalie hated him, she still gave him a proper burial.

“No, everyone knows what he did to my parents. If I gave him a funeral, I would be a laughingstock. Just a burial is fine.”

“Fair point.” She nodded.

in his arms. “Where's

whether to laugh

as if he was afraid that she would forget about

now. Let's go to our bedroom.” Natalie pulled

left for Thompson Group in the morning, she had the chance to stash the gift in

her into the room, brimming

in but didn't notice anything out

same with no apparent

and she had decorated the room and prepared something for

However, there was nothing.

Shane turned and looked at Natalie questioningly, his eyes flashing with annoyance at the

closet.” She

closet with long strides, a trace of

the closet open,

were two mannequins dressed in a sleek black tuxedo and an indescribably beautiful wedding

the bodice was encrusted with a delicate sprinkling of tiny rhinestones, creating an illusion of a sheer galaxy. Anyone who laid eyes

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