After rubbing his forehead, Shane stood up with a grim expression. “Prepare the car!”

Silas' face lit up in delight when he heard Shane's approval. He grunted in acknowledgment, “Right away.”

With that, he left the office to get the car ready.

Soon, both of them were on their way to the crematorium.

As the place was located somewhere secluded in the outskirts of the city, they finally arrived after a one-and-the-half-hour drive.

When Silas' subordinate saw their car approach, he hurried over and opened the door.

“Mr. Thompson, Mr. Campbell,” he greeted respectfully.

With both hands in his pockets, Shane scrutinized the crematorium building right in front of him. He asked calmly, “Where's Jackson?”

makeup room,”

there,” Silas

man walked in front

the place wasn't far,

Shane saw Jackson sitting outside

was dressed in a silvery-white tuxedo with a red flower pinned on his breast. He had lowered his head and seemed to be

Shane strode over.

sound of footsteps broke his train of thought, Jackson looked up in the direction of where it was coming from. At the sight of Shane, his eyes glistened in surprise before he



icy gaze. At the sight of the corsage, he sneered, “What's going on? Are you holding a posthumous wedding?” Jolted by his words, Jackson shook his head when it dawned upon him what Shane was thinking. “It's not what you think, Shane. I have no

me. Why the hell are you dressed

at his outfit, Jackson cracked a wry smile. “I'm just fulfilling a dream of mine with this suit. Remember the time I dated Jacqueline for a month? During that time, I thought her feelings were sincere and was elated over it. Hence, I promised her that I will give her a grand wedding to which she

Shane couldn't believe his

him that Jacqueline did love

love with him back then. Or else, she wouldn't have agreed.

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