Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
/ Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot Chapter 1495
Chapter 1495: 372: Directly dumbfounded! _3 Chapter 1495: 372: Directly dumbfounded! _3 Moreover, over the years, Mary Perryne has not let Hermosa Brain down.
Mary's emotions slowly calmed down with Sawyer Thompson's comfort.
Sawyer then picked up the cup, “Have some tea.”
“Hmm.”
Mary took a sip of her tea, turned her head and said to Sawyer Thompson, “Will you accompany me to see mum tomorrow?”
“Of course.”
Sawyer nodded and followed up, “How about I accompany you in the afternoon?”
“Okay.”
Mary Perryne and Sawyer Thompson went to the Perryne family cemetery.
On the gravestone, her mother's image was still there.
Mary Perryne knelt in front of the gravestone, weeping and said, “Mum, I've come to see you.”
Sawyer also knelt down with her.
Half an hour later, as Mary prepared to leave, she suddenly noticed a fresh mound of earth by her mother's gravestone.
Mary frowned slightly.
Then it hit her, Phoebe Perryne was planning to bury Ethel Guarino beside their mother.
They were preparing to lay Ethel Guarino to rest.
Thinking of this, Mary's hands clenched into fists, and her body was trembling slightly.
Her mother had always despised Ethel Guarino, the mistress.
And now after her death, they were planning to lay her to rest with Ethel.
This was a disgrace to her mother!
Seeing her like this, Sawyer Thompson asked with concern, “What's the matter, Mary?”
“It's nothing.” Mary shook her head.
Sawyer didn't ask any further, instead helped Mary to walk ahead.
Back home.
Mary still wore a gloomy look.
Just then, Viola Thompson came down the spiral staircase, “Mum, Dad, where have you been?”
We went to look at your grandma's grave.” Sawyer Thompson replied.
Viola nodded, walked to Mary's side, “Mum, I know you are sad, but I believe Grandma would never like to see you like this.”
Mary sighed, looked at Viola, “Viola, I owe your grandma an apology. While she was alive I couldn't protect her, now that she's passed on, I still haven't been able to protect her.”
Whenever Mary thought of her mother being laid to rest with Ethel, her heart tightened in anguish.
This was unbearable.
It was almost more than she could breathe.
Even Sawyer Thompson was taken aback, immediately putting down his cup and turning to look at Mary.
Viola looked up at Mary, “Mum… What's wrong? Share it with me.”
Mary took a deep breath, trying to suppress the grief in her heart as much as she could before replying, “Today when I went to the cemetery to see your grandma, I discovered a fresh mound of earth by her grave. They want to bury Ethel next to my mum, deliberately humiliating your grandma.”
At this, Viola's beautiful eyes narrowed, “Mum, don't put this on your heart.”
“Viola, you are too young to understand the significance of the family grave. In ancient times, someone like Ethel Guarino could never have been on par with official wives, thus after death they could only enter the chaotic burial mounds. They couldn't enter the family grave. More so Hermosa Brain was originally driven to death by Ethel Guarino, now they are planning to lay Ethel to rest beside Hermosa. This is not only adding insult to injury, but also scoffing at the living!”
Viola understood what was upsetting Mary. She said casually, “Mum, if you don't want Ethel Guarino to be buried in the family grave, it's actually quite simple.”
On hearing this, Mary's eyes widened as she looked at Viola, “Viola, can you do something?!”
“Hmmm,” Viola nodded lightly.
Even Sawyer Thompson was surprised.
What could Viola do?
After all, that was the Perryne family's grave and after Sir Perryne's passing, the management of Perryne family was handed to Phoebe.
So, Phoebe had the authority to inter Ethel Guarino into the Perryne family's tomb.
Viola leaned closer and whispered something in Mary Perryne's ear.
Hearing this, Mary nodded. Instantly, an enlightened expression spread across her face, “Alright, Viola. I'll do as you say.”
Sawyer Thompson was too far to hear what mother and daughter were saying. He was worried and immediately asked, “What are you two talking about?”
“It's a secret.”
Sawyer Thompson looked at Viola, “Viola?”
Viola had a mysterious look on her face, “You'll find out soon.”
Sawyer Thompson: “…”
It's been said that daughters are like little cotton wraps for their dads, but his little cotton wrap had a hole.
At the Perryne's.
Norma Augus was almost at her wit's end.
After the influx of comments on Facebook, almost nobody dared to come to mourn Mrs. Perryne.
The Memorial Hall was deserted.
Phoebe Perryne, dressed in funeral attire, was kneeling and burning paper money. She could hardly hold back her tears.
She wasn't worried about Mrs. Perryne's death.
She was worried about her own future.
At present, under the influence of public opinion, Perryne Group's stocks had plummeted, and bunches of wreaths were also sent to the company's gate.
Chapter end
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