Around ten o''clock, a convoy slowly drove out of the Southern Heaven Industrial Zone. The three


    Mercedes-Benzs, two BMWs, and two Audis were all ck and had consecutive license tes, looking


    quite imposing.


    At this moment, Walter had already asked in the Jonford group chat: [Mr. Calcraft, where is the funeral


    being held?]


    Nash asked Hera, "Darling, where''s Maria''s hometown?"


    Hera answered, "Jenzburg, Huevo County, Stonywood Vige."


    Nash rarely heard of Jenzburg, and it seemed he needed contact with the business and martial arts


    circles there.


    The only time he heard of Jenzburg was when Bobby imprisoned him. A major from Eastern Territory,


    Hudson, was from Jenzburg.


    He even invited Nash to visit the Lyons in Jenzburg.


    Searching Jenzburg on the map, Nash''s lips twitched.


    It was a journey of more than 700 kilometers. They would reach in the evening at the earliest.


    Nash sent the location to the WhatsApp group, but Walter and the others only said a little.


    Jenzburg, Stonywood Vige was not backward nor impoverished. However, there was an old,


    unrepaired asphalt road in the vige.


    Some houses had been converted into concrete buildings, but some houses were still made of red


    bricks and ck tiles. One of these red brick and ck tile houses was Maria''s house. Maria''s


    mourning hall was already set up.


    In the living room was a coffin with a ck-and-white portrait in front of it.


    The setting sun cast a sorrowful light on the kind smile on the portrait, making it appear deste.


    Adam knelt in front of the portrait, wearing a full ck attire. His eyes were red.


    Outside, there wasughter from rtives and friends ying poker.


    Just then, a ck Mercedes stopped outside.


    A plump woman got out of the car. She was dressed in luxury from head to toe, with high-end brand


    essories.


    "Oh, it looks like Maria''s rtive is here, and she looks rich!" someone said.


    Maria''s sister, Maya Temby, smiled bitterly as she yed poker.


    The plump woman swayed her huge hips as she walked in and nced at the people ying poker.


    She asked, "Is this Adam''s house?"


    Maya, as mean as always, asked indifferently, "Are you here for the funeral?"


    She was Maya, Maria''s sister. If Maria had not paid a hundred grand for her house, she would not even


    have attended her funeral.


    After working as a maid in a wealthy family for over ten years, Maria should have at least a million in


    assets, right?


    A few years ago, when her son got


    married and needed to buy a car Maria


    could not bear to give him a


    money. She was simply a heartless


    person.


    The plump woman replied indifferently, "Maria worked for our Lewises for over ten years. Can''t Ie


    to her funeral?"


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    As soon as they heard that it was the Lewises Maria worked for, everyone ying the poker stopped.


    "Maya, do you know this woman?" asked a middle-aged man wearing patched clothes.


    He was the third child in the family, Johnny Temby. He was Maria''s brother. He waszy. After his wife


    ran away with someone else, he did nothing all day.


    He attended the funeral to wait for his share of the money from Maria.


    "I remember now. She''s Rooney, Hubert''s wife... Hubert is the eldest son among the Lewises in


    Jonford..."


    Maya''s eyes widened suddenly, but soon, her expression darkened.


    When she went to the Lewises to ask her sister for money, this fat woman treated her like a beggar.


    Thisdy was meaner than her.


    Johnny''s eyes lit up. "Maya, you''d


    better entertain her well. Look at her outfit. & must be worth at least a


    million. She''ll probably give us a


    six-figure sum in gifts easily."