Chapter 280 Put On A Good Act
Flora''s POV:
It was aplete mess at the entrance of the crematory, and there was constant scolding and
cursing in the crowd.
Iy on the corpse, secretly took out a sliced onion from my pocket, and wiped my eyes. Tears
immediately flowed down my cheeks profusely. Harry stood next to me. He seemed tired, and his
voice gradually weakened. I pinched his thigh hard, and he immediately shrieked with a
ughtering cry.
"Oh, God! Why did you leave us? Damn!"
His mournful wailing was iparably moving. He shed tears pitifully, and his hair had lost its
previous radiance at this moment. His strong arms shook the corpse fiercely and he appeared
heartbroken.
While weeping, I feigned a cough, hinting at him that he was exaggerating. But he didn''t get it at all.
He continued crying heartily.
The group of people standing on the other side of the corpse was stunned. They seemed to be the
real rtives of the corpse because they looked at Harry and me in confusion.
"Are they Grandpa''s long-lost grandson and granddaughter?" The little girl''s voice sounded so
innocent when she asked. Standing next to the adults, she blinked and looked at us curiously.
"Well..." The adult beside her was also dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time.
The security guard at the door got so anxious that he rushed over and pulled Harry and me away.
"Don''t make trouble here."
I shook off the security guard''s hand and looked at the door while sobbing. At this moment, Sylvia
came out and winked at me.
I immediately stopped crying and regained myposure. I bowed to the rtives of the corpse to
express my apology. "I''m sorry, but it seems we mistook him for someone else."
Then I calmly held Harry''s hand and took him away.
The security guards behind us were furious. "You''re just here to make trouble!"
Harry and I hurriedly left the crematory and went to a secluded ce to meet Sylvia.
"Where''s Warren?" I asked when I looked behind Sylvia and didn''t see him.
"He took the boy''s body for an autopsy," Sylvia replied.
"Did you find anything?" Harry hupped and asked. He hadn''t recovered from the crying yet, and
his eyes were red and swollen.
I took out a tissue and handed it to him. "Stop crying."
"I don''t want to cry either, but I just can''t stop it." Harry whimpered and quickly held his breath,
forcibly holding back the hups that were about toe out.
Sylvia pursed her lips and chuckled. "Guys, thank you for your help today. There is indeed
something wrong with the boy''s corpse. But we can only make a conclusion when the autopsy
reportes out."
I looked at her worriedly. "What''s your next n?" Sylvia shook her head helplessly and said, "I can
only hide for the time being. I can''t let Rufus be taken back in this current situation. They will
definitely convict him."
I suddenly punched Harry''s arm and eximed, "I''m so pissed off!"
"Hey, what''s wrong?" Harry asked in confusion.
"That Richard is really a bastard! If not because of him, all of these won''t happen. Things won''t turn
up this way." I was furious. We used to have wonderful days. Prince Rufus and Sylvia were so in
love and in a happy rtionship. They were such a beautiful couple. But now, Prince Rufus was in a
coma, while Sylvia was forced to run away and hide.
Sylvia smiled wryly. "Even without Richard, there will be someone else. Rufus is destined to
experience more than anyone else in that position.
As soon as she finished her words, Harry burst into tears again. "How miserable!"
Once people were caught in a certain emotion, it was difficult to extricate themselves. Harry was a
good example of it at this moment. He cried so much that his big eyes were swollen now.
Although we were in a heavy situation, I couldn''t help but be amused by his expression.
I couldn''t helpughing and patting his head. "You poor little one, don''t cry now, okay? If you keep
crying, you will attract the pursuers."
Harry abruptly stopped crying, feeling aggrieved.
I ignored him and turned to look at Sylvia. "Aren''t youing to the selectionpetition after the
military parade tomorrow?"
Sylvia sighed and said in a low voice, "I have no choice but to give it up."
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What she said made me even angrier. With hatred in my heart, I wished I could beat Richard to
death.
Who would have thought that my small wish woulde true so soon?
When Harry and I sent Sylvia out of the city, Richard and his men surrounded us.
What a coincidence!
I sneered, pulled Harry and Sylvia, and ran away.
Damn! We were totally outnumbered. It would be too foolish not to run for our lives.