Colt never expected James to be so ruthless.

After discovering the body, they quickly noticed the telltale signs. Nichole hadn't been burned to death. She was shot before the fire. And the one who'd do such a thing? It had to be James!

Even though Nichole had been Mrs. Burke before her death, if the Burke family didn't prepare a proper funeral, it would definitely raise suspicions. That wouldn't be good for either the Burke family or James. "Colt, should we really follow Mr. Burke's orders?"

After a moment of thought, Colt replied, "Let's go back and get Bea's opinion."

Inside the Burke mansion, Bea's face darkened when she got Colt's message. "James is being an idiot, and so are you? Nichole was part of our family, his wife. Even if she was divorced posthumously, her funeral has to be grand. Make the arrangements."

"Yes, Bea."

Once Colt left, Bea called Marian to bring her a mirror. Staring at her tired, aged reflection, a wave of sadness washed over her.

With such an aged face, it was no wonder Caelum didn't like it.

"Marian, do you think I've aged?"

do you ask,

multiplied, my skin's

sighed, her eyes filled with resignation. To keep the Burke family's enormous estate, she had nearly spent

appearance, who

peers, you look great. You

"Really?"

with her skincare routine

recent trip abroad, Bea saw the Pollard family's prosperity, especially noticing the man who had

feelings in her heart.

cosmetic

displeasure, Marian quickly added, "It must be true; otherwise, why would so many

nodded. "I think so too. Book me an appointment. We can't let people know the

"This..."

"Go now!"

complied. A seventy-something

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