"Before that, we should offer incense to Mr. Heath." Luther reminded. After they entered the door, they kept talking and didn't do anything. Jacqueline reacted and hastily apologized, “I'm sorry, Cecelia. Look at me, I forgot all my manners.”

She took out an envelope from her bag, "Please accept it." Inside the envelope was a really thick stack of money.

Cecelia took the envelope and did not refuse. This was just the rule of high society courtesy, refusing it would make the whole thing awkward. Usually, they should just accept it first, and then find a better opportunity to return it in some other way.

Cecelia beckoned, handed the envelope to an adjutant, and gestured to the adjutant that they should offer incense.

Immediately afterwards, another adjutant handed over three incense sticks.

Jacqueline received the incense first, she went to the casket, bowed three times respectfully and inserted the incense into the censer.

The adjutant then handed Luther three more incense sticks.

and approached the casket, bowed three times respectfully, and inserted the incense into the

and stole a glance at

black of his suit set off the details of his chiseled face, exquisite arched eyebrows, straight nose and sexy thin lips. He was just so handsome.

about it. She subconsciously leaned over to Luther's side, her eyes filled with tears, and said to him pitifully, “Thank you for coming. Grandpa would

Please don't be so sad.” Luther gave Charlotte a faint

his heart, but obviously Rodney passed away and she was justifiably sad. But why did he not like the way she looked? The Charlotte he remembered was also soft and helpless, so why did he find it unbearable now? Sᴇaʀch

his breath and deliberately kept his distance from

around, he asked Cecelia, "Cecelia, the general should

things to take care of at home and couldn't come down to receive you

find the general then." He nodded to Cecelia. At the

responded, "Good. You go ahead and bring my greetings to

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