Stella Monroe feigned agreent, "Mm, got it, big sister. Once the funeral is over, I’ll donate to build a hope primary school and do more good deeds."
Audrey Stanton nodded, saying nothing more.
No matter how much she disapproved of Stella Monroe’s actions, Clarissa Stanton had just died, so she still sowhat took Stella Monroe’s feelings into consideration.
Stella Monroe noticed that Audrey Stanton unusually did not speak to her in a harsh tone, thinking Audrey was subdued because Henry Stanton was dead, leaving her without support.
She felt a wave of satisfaction, and an imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She said, "Well, big sister, take your ti coming over. I’ll go look at him one last ti. After so many years, I have a lot I want to say to him."
"Go ahead," Audrey Stanton waved her hand, "Go take a final look at her."
Stella Monroe replied with a light "Mm" and quickened her pace towards the back garden.
She couldn’t wait to take one last look at Henry Stanton and tell him, "I’ve endured you for so many years, now I’m going to take back everything that’s mine."
The path from the villa’s front door to the back garden was a hundred ters long. Stella Monroe jogged along it and, when she was less than ten ters away, suddenly heard a cacophony of voices.
She stopped in her tracks, sowhat stunned to see the crowd bustling in the back garden, her gaze fixed sharply—why are there so many people in the back garden?!
Stella Monroe looked closely, and not only were there so high-ranking company officials, but also many CEOs of partner companies, and even Evan Hughes had co.
Without her, the mistress, sending out notifications, these people had sohow already received the news?
Knowing so many people had already arrived, she should have listened to Audrey Stanton and worn the temple’s plain clothes rather than the glamorous, brightly colored qipao she was in.
Those damn servants, so many mourners have co, and not one ntioned it to her!
Just as Stella Monroe was about to go back and change, soone suddenly saw her and shouted, "Mrs. Stanton!"
With that shout, many turned their gaze towards her.
Stella Monroe’s body stiffened mid-turn; now it was too late to go back and change.
Right at that mont, Stella Monroe regretted not listening to Audrey Stanton.
She bit her lip secretly, and to avoid showing guilt, decided to walk forward anyway.
Anyway, if soone ntioned her, she would just say she had just returned and knew nothing.
Stella Monroe feigned a sorrowful expression as she entered the back garden.
Sure enough, soone imdiately criticized her, "How can you attend a funeral dressed so flamboyantly?"
Stella Monroe secretly pinched her thigh, causing two tears to fall from her eyes, and wiping them with her sleeve, she said, "I’ve been in the temple for a retreat, and only heard the news when I got ho, so I didn’t have ti to change my clothes..."
The person coughed and said, "If that’s the case, go take a final look before it’s ti to seal the coffin."
Stella Monroe nodded, eyes brimming with tears as she walked over, and without looking at the body in the coffin, she directly threw herself down beside it, crying.
In a corner, Henry Stanton, who was talking to Evan Hughes, saw Stella Monroe dressed like that and was deeply displeased. If it weren’t for so many people watching, he’d really like to go over and give Stella a slap—appearing like that at a funeral, what is she thinking?!
But seeing Stella crying so loudly and mournfully, he couldn’t bring himself to scold her.
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