Chapter 1167 The Ashes Are Not Hers
While Yandel and Samuel were embroiled in a heated argument, Natalie’s body had been pushed into the cremation chamber. The staff pressed a button, and her body was burned at an extreme temperature.
Blood trickled down the corner of Yandel’s lips. His cheek was red and swollen, but he appeared to feel no pain. Dropping to his knees, he pressed his forehead and chest against the floor, weeping as he said goodbye to Natalie for the final time.
“Rest in peace, Boss.” The sight of Yandel despairingly paying his last respects to Natalie made Samuel’s heart clench. Even so, all he did was ball his fists instead of helping the kneeling man up.
“Yandel, she left Dream Corporation behind, so you must take up the responsibility of managing it now that she’s no longer here.”
After saying that sentence, Samuel turned away and left the funeral home without sparing Yandel another glance. When Billy saw Samuel walking out, he asked worriedly, “Mr. Bowers, I saw Mr. Moss walking into the funeral home earlier. Did he hurt you?”
Samuel replied flatly, “No, he isn’t as strong as me. If I don’t hold back, he will only suffer if he tries to attack me.”
“That’s true.” “The ashes will be ready for collection in half an hour,” Samuel said, looking at Billy. “Stay here and collect the ashes when it’s time.”
That instruction stunned the latter so much that he stared at his employer incredulously. “W-Won’t you be collecting Mrs. Bowers’ ashes personally?” Billy asked in disbelief.
He had seen firsthand how important Natalie was to Samuel, as they had been through a lot together.
Mr. Bowers had pulled himself together, and I understand that he is doing this for the sake of the future. However, Mrs. Bowers’ body has just been cremated, and he is already asking me to collect her ashes. Isn’t this blatant disrespect to the late Mrs. Bowers?
Samuel did not answer Billy’s question immediately. Due to the lack of response, Billy’s sentiment toward his employer turned one hundred and eighty degrees. Could it be that Mr. Bowers’ feelings for Mrs. Bowers are gone with the wind following her death? That’s too heartless!
As that thought crossed his mind, he could not help but look down on Samuel. Billy was a sincere and honest man, so he did not try to mask his emotions, expressing them clearly on his face. Naturally, his reaction did not go unnoticed by Samuel.
“Billy, are you doubting my decision?” the latter asked in a low voice, his gaze cold.
“I wouldn’t dare,” Billy admitted honestly, for he was not one to hold his tongue. “Mr. Bowers, I don’t have the right to doubt your decision, but I feel like you’re severely disrespecting Mrs. Bowers. Even though she has passed away, she previously sneaked into a dangerous place alone to get a cure for you, and she almost died from it. Yet, you’re doing this to her after her passing.”
Suddenly, Samuel came closer to Billy and narrowed his eyes.
“Do you dare to say that again?”
“Yes!” Billy steeled himself to say the following words. “Mrs. Bowers treated you well, so I won’t hesitate to speak my mind. I’ll repeat it as many times as you like!”
Samuel patted his shoulder, sneering. “You don’t have to give me a ride. I’ll drive myself. Use your time at the funeral home to figure out why I asked you to collect the ashes on my behalf.”
After getting the keys, he drove away, leaving a befuddled Billy behind.
Why did Mr. Bowers ask me to collect Mrs. Bowers’ ashes on his behalf instead of doing it himself? He loved her dearly. Back when she went missing, he spent days on the river without resting. Yet, he won’t even collect her ashes on his own now.
At first, Billy was utterly bewildered.
However, he had a lightbulb moment all of a sudden, and he finally realized what was happening.
“No wonder. No wonder… So that’s why…”
The only reason is that Mr. Bowers has long figured out that the ashes aren’t Mrs. Bowers’!
