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Chapter 276

    Meanwhile, at the Bluebell Bistro in the Modern Tower, Zoe and Yuna sat Inside


    It was fare for the mother and daughter pair to go out for breakfast so early.


    Were it not for the death of old Laverne, which required them as rtives to guard the wom aut coffin, they would never wake up this early


    <b>That </b>old hag! Can’t even let us live in peace after she’s dead! If it weren’t for Freddie’s sake, who cares about whether she is alive!”


    Yuna’s eyes were heavy with sleep, but her bitter words showed no sign of softening due to her tiredness,


    She cut her steak with an angry fervor, as if the wished she could thrash Laverne’s corpse, the clinking of her knife and fork resonating loudly.


    “She’s desu, and we’re finally off the hook. Laveme deserved it!”


    Every time Zon thought about this, she was overjoyed The secrets they harbored would never be exposed again. And those days of living on the edge were finally


    Over


    <b>But </b>the more Yuna thought about it, the more scared she became.


    These past few days, she had been having nightmares about Laverne. In her dreams, Laverne with bloody hands woulde after her for revenge, making her nerves increasingly fragile


    As soon as she thought about this, she couldn’t help but shudder all over


    Finally, she couldn’t bear it any longer, dropped her knife and fork, and <b>said </b>to Zoe, “Mom! I heard from Hammond that Freddie went to the hospital to investigate Laveme’s death a few days ago. Will he trace it back to me? I’m <b>scared</b>, I’m really scared.”


    Zoe looked at her daughter with disdain, and a touch of disappointment.


    <b>Just </b>like her father Ablett, Yuna was a coward!


    “What are you scared of? Laverne ate the mango herself, what does that have to do with you?”


    Zoe’s tone was harsh, scaring Yuna into a shudder.


    She remembered that night at the hospital when she used aromatherapy to put everyone to sleep, and then surreptitiously forced open Laveme’s mouth to feed her the mango.


    The bite marks on the mango pit were left by Yuna, all to create the impression that Laverne had eaten it herself.


    “But but…”


    “No buts! Keep this to yourself and never bring it up again. Got it!”


    Yuna nodded fearfully, like a bird startled by the <b>mere </b>twang of a bow


    Zoe red at her, “And control your emotions! Don’t lose it every time something happens. Do you know how scared your father and I were that day? We thought you <b>had </b>lost your mind”


    The “that day” Zoe referred to was when Laverne threatened Yuna with a photograph.


    When she and Ablett walked into the room, they found Yuna hunched under the bed, shivering, looking like a bullied beggar


    Zoe was irate at Yuna’s cowardice, herck of experience in dealing with crises


    After finishing thest piece of steak, Zoe wiped her hands and went to the front desk to <b>pay </b>However, the front desk received a phone call and put it on speaker, leaving Zoe to wait.


    “So, you’re saying you want to rent out our restaurant for a few days to set up the <b>venue</b>, is that correct? Well, our restaurant charges a hundred thousand a day. You want to rent for four days, that’s four hundred thousand. Is that price eptable to you?*


    “Sure!”


    “Okay, sir Our manager <b>is </b>on his way. I’ll report everything to him. Sir, could you please leave your name and phone number.”


    The man on the phone rattled off a string of numbers, then added, “Chuck, your manager knows me.”


    “Alright, sir May I ask what the purpose of the reservation is, and whether it needs to be expedited?”


    “It has to be expedited blurted the man on the other end of the line, then lowered his voice, “It’s for a <b>surprise </b>event, a <b>love</b>
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