After a few minutes, Siouvel calmed down and asked, "Where did they go?"

"We are locating the young master's car." The butler wiped his sweat from the front seat and asked in a low voice, "Do you need blood pressure medicine?"

"What?" Siovel became even more furious, "Do I look like I need blood pressure medicine? Do I look this age?"

In order to avoid saying the wrong thing, the housekeeper simply chose to remain silent.

Soon, they arrived at the funeral site.

Siovel was not surprised that Karan would come here.

"Let's go find the young master right now..." The housekeeper wanted to open the door and get out of the car.

"No, I've already seen it."

Xiovir saw Karan's back from the crowd.

She was wearing a thick cloak and was chatting with an unknown woman. Raphael stood not far away, nervously looking down at his watch.

Xiovel waited for Karan to finish talking before calling them over.

Raphael tried to explain to him, but Siover just said coldly: "For the last time, Raphael, I hope you can understand human speech a little better than Arnold."

Raphael left awkwardly.

He wasn't worried about Karan, she was crying, and his father looked completely terrified of her.

Karan was still thinking about the conversation he had just had with the victim's family.

The young woman's hatred, mixed with unspeakable regret, poured down like a tide, almost drowning her.

Karan wanted Leo to come and listen and take a look.

The car has already entered the city.

"Are you feeling better?" Siovel waited for Karan's crying to subside before asking.

As a result, when he asked, Karan's voice became louder.

Siovel handed the handkerchief to Karan: "You know what? You don't have to answer this kind of question, I can see it."

The sound of Karan blowing his nose made him quickly retreat to the window.

"Are you angry?" Karan asked him.

"Yes." Siovel said calmly, "If you want to come to the funeral, you don't have to contact him at all, just tell me."

Karan held the handkerchief coldly: "But you didn't let me see my adoptive parents. I remember you even made fun of it."

"Not anymore..." Xiovir quickly replied.

"In the future, you mean tomorrow?"

She will have surgery tomorrow and her life or death is unknown.

Xiovel's calm expression finally lost its hold.

"It's enough for you to keep a good face for one day." Karan sarcastically said, "It can be said to be a feat that Mr. Baiyin has never achieved in his life."

"You'll be fine." Xiovir promised palely.

Karan obviously didn't take it seriously.

Siovel wanted to say something to save the situation, but then he heard Karan's cell phone ringing.

"Open up," he demanded, "I want to listen too."

Karan ignored it and picked up the phone: "Hello, who is this?"

There was no sound over there for a long time.

A keen intuition flashed through Karan's mind, and she resisted the instinct to hang up the phone, turned up the volume, and listened carefully.

There was a deep, almost collapsed intake of breath coming from the other end.

Then the signal was interrupted.
Chapter completed!