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[Congratulations on becoming Mrs. Warner!]
[Mrs. Warner, aren’t you celebrating?]
Liliane’s dream came true, and she was happy about it, so she generously put up some lucky money
for grabs in the group chat.
The socialites and heiresses who managed to snag some lucky money responded obsequiously.
[Congratulations! Congratulations!]
[Mrs. Bradley, don’t forget to send me the wedding invitation!]
[How could you be forgotten? Just remember to bring along a nice gift to celebrate Mrs. Bradley.]
Amidst the heaps of congratulatory messages, someone still stepped up to rain on the parade.
[Liliane, I heard that Esther caused a scene in the hospital lobby and demanded a DNA paternity test
with Mr. Warner! You need to be careful.]
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter staring at the text message on the screen and thinking for a moment, Liliane typed a response
leisurely.
[Her child died, and she may not be able to accept it for now. She’s actually very pitiful. Let’s not
discuss this topic. Go ahead chatting. The nurse’s asking for me!]
Liliane may have typed that she had to go but lurked in the group chat.
[Esther’s child died? She deserves it, right? Forget that she cheated on Mr. Bradley. She harmed Mr.
Thomas, who doted on her. This is karma!]
[If you ask me, it’s good that the child died. Got to pick a decent mother before the child goes into the
next life. Don’t pick a vicious woman like Esther as the mother anymore.]
[Go on about Esther if you want. What wrong did the child do? It’s not like the child can choose who
the mother is.]
Liliane watched the heated discussion on her screen and logged out of her account to log back in with
her alternate account.
She easily tapped for the lucky money and sent a congratulatory message to herself before she sent
some money to the group chat and typed an insincere message.
[I’m not currently in the country and won’t be able to go to the funeral in person. If anyone’s going to the
funeral parlor, can you please help me send some flowers?]
Her message was met with enthusiastic responses from the wealthy heiresses and socialites.
[Yes, let’s go see Esther!]
[We must tell her the great news of Liliane’s upcoming wedding!]
[Who’s joining?]
[Count me in!]
Liliane was satisfied with how things were going in the chat group and logged out of her alternate
account. She casually opened the lid of her thermos and sipped the delicious chicken soup. The
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmingredients were all top-notch, but she was unsure if the little fellow, Felix, would survive after drinking
it.
There was nothing in this world one could not do as long as one had the money.
Jasper was willing to spend, so it took only half an hour for the staff from both the funeral parlor and
flower shop to set up a princess-themed funeral for Tinkerbell.
The flowers used at the funeral were colorful. The theme was a romantic princess style that matched
Tinkerbell’s princess dress.
Walking into the carefully decorated funeral hall did not feel like a funeral at all. Instead, it felt like
stumbling into a garden by accident.
The funeral hall was beautifully decorated with pink baby’s breath arranged in the shape of stars,
hanging down from the ceiling in a beautiful, intricate manner. Pink roses were arranged into a beautiful
pink castle, while white roses formed the railing.
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