NovelOnline"Before that, we should offer incense to Mr. Heath." Luther reminded.
After they entered the door, they kept talking and didn't do anything.
Jacqueline reacted and hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, Cecelia. Look at me, | forgot all my manners."
She took out an envelope from her bag, "Please accept it." Inside the envelope was a really thick stack of money.
Cecelia took the envelope and did not refuse. This was just the rule of high society courtesy, refusing it would make the whole
thing awkward. Usually, they should just accept it first, and then find a better opportunity to return it in sother way.
Cecelia beckoned, handed the envelope to an adjutant, and gestured to the adjutant that they should offer incense.
Immediately afterwards, another adjutant handed over three incense sticks.
Jacqueline received the incense first, she went to the casket, bowed three times respectfully and inserted the incense into the
censer.
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The adjutant then handed Luther three more incense sticks.
Luther stepped forward and approached the casket, bowed three times respectfully, and inserted the incense into the censer.
Charlotte stood to the side and stole a glance at Luther.
Today Luther wore a pure black suit, wearing a narrow black tie. She had never seen him in all black before, silent and majestic.
The black of his suit set off the details of his chiseled face, exquisite arched eyebrows, straight nose and sexy thin lips. He was just
so handsome.
She couldn't help but swallow. Although Rodney's casket was beside her, she was fearless. Anyway, the old thing would be sent
back to the General Military District tomorrow for burial, and she could feel relieved finally.
Such a superb man would soon belong to her, and she was about to get overwhelmed by the excitement whenever she thought
about it.
She subconsciously leaned over to Luther's side, her eyes filled with tears, and said to him pitifully, "Thank you for coming.
Grandpa would be so relieved if he could know that."
"Hmm. Please don’t be so sad." Luther gave Charlotte a faint sweeping glance.
From the moment he entered, he saw her. He didn’t know why, but her tear-stained, pitiful face made him feel repulsed. It felt
repulsive in his heart, but obviously Rodney passed away and she was justifiably sad.
But why did he not like the way she looked? The Charlotte he remembered was also soft and helpless, so why did he find it
unbearable now?
He smoothed out his breath and deliberately kept his distance from Charlotte.
Looking around, he asked Cecelia, "Cecelia, the general should be back too?"
"Yes, he is on the second floor. Sorry, | had a lot of things to take care of at hand couldn't cdown to receive you
personally." Cecelia said politely to Luther.
"Cecelia, I'll go up and find the general then." He nodded to Cecelia. At the stime, he looked to Jacqueline, "You talk first."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJacqueline hastily responded, "Good. You go ahead and bring my greetings to General Heath."
Luther walked upstairs alone. He had not yet met General Ralph, and usually only heard of his great name. As the biggest
entrepreneur of the country, in fact, he hardly had any connections with the political circles, let alone the military.
He knew that Jacqueline's efforts to set up his marriage to Charlotte were also an attempt to make up for such a shortcoming of
the Warner family.
Walking to the parlor on the second floor, he could see Ralph's somehow sad figure sitting on the couch at the end, with a few
orderlies standing around.
When the orderly saw Luther approaching with his impressive apparatus, he knew that he must not have squite extraordinary
background.
They immediately stood on either side to make way for Luther.
Ralph wore a formal military uniform in green, with several shining stars around the golden olive branches on both shoulders, and
war medals on his chest.
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