Desperate FuneralChapter 1
At my father's funeral, the woman who said that she was my husband's fiancee rushed in with a group of bodyguards to smash everything.
Tens of millions of antiques were smashed into pieces and scattered on the ground.
She didn't listen to my persuasion and shouted at the bodyguards.
"It's all fake! The funeral is also fake! She's just an orphan, using an excuse to cheat my husband out of his money!"
"Today, I'll tear off your disguise and make you lose face!"
"You dare to ruin someone else relationship, I'll make you pay the price!"
I sneered.
Orphan?
It seemed that she still didn't know who was the so-called orphan!
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I invited all my relatives and friends to the funeral and took some time off to play with my mobile phone.
However, I saw that a social software had pushed me an information of adding friend.
When I clicked on the notification, the person was doing a live broadcast. I thought that I had met her somewhere.
She cried and said that she had been humiliated by a mistress, which aroused the sympathy of many female netizens.
The bullet screen was filled with curses.
After a long while, I recognized.
Wasn't this my husband's new secretary, Shirley?
No wonder he didn't have time to accompany me to the funeral. It turned out that his secretary was busy catching adultery.
Her voice was choked with sobs.
"My friends, that vixen spent tens of millions of dollars of my fiance in just a month, and our wedding was forced to be postponed!"
"I've already asked the private detective to find where she lives. Let's tear off that bitch's mask on the spot today!"
"How could an orphan hold a funeral? It would take millions of dollars to book a hotel and burial goods! I've never seen such a shameless woman!"
Millions of dollars a month?
I thought she really deserved to be arrested.
I exited her broadcast room and took a look at her previous videos posted on the software platform. They were all about all kinds of high-end restaurants and luxury gifts.
I thought that I should know someone with such a high level of capability of consumption, so I could remind her.
After all, Shirley was an employee of the company and could not be bullied at will.
Unexpectedly, after watching her video, she was the only one who showed up in her videos.
I watched the time, it was almost time for the burial.
So I turned off my phone and went out to greet the guests.