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A black cat sat astride a golden retriever, staring at a performance hall currently under renovation. Workers moved in and out, continuously hauling in materials and cement dust. Bede stood there in person, overseeing the work.
Not far away, three water carts were parked.
“So why does it have to be like this!!!” Pu’er muttered to herself as she grabbed the golden retriever’s ears with her paws, treating them like reins and yanking back.
The golden retriever immediately turned around, carrying the black cat back toward the manor. It then ran straight up to the third floor, and gently bumped open the study door to go inside.
Karon was seated behind the desk, reading something, with Borg standing in front of him.
Karon was not looking at the Allen family’s business operations. In fact, after finishing going through all of the Allen family’s reports in the early hours of morning, his conclusion had been simple: maintain all operations as they were. He did not understand management, so there was no reason for him to change anything, nor did he possess the ability to turn stone into gold.
Most importantly, the Allen family did not lack money. What they lacked was the power to protect themselves.
The materials in front of him were something that Borg had just delivered. Part of it was written testimony. Borg had gone to ask several elderly members from the Allen family’s side branches asking for details concerning burial rites, and had then visited the family archives to look up relevant records and photographs taken during past burials.
From the photos, it was clear that when the previous patriarch had been interred, the body had been treated beforehand. This matched what the elders from the side branches had described.
In addition, the choice of coffin...
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