Chapter 807

New York City, USA.

Iris stood in front of Justin’s grave and stared at the tombstone in shock.

The Hunts were actually supposed to be buried in the family cemetery in California after their deaths. By
right, his body should have been returned there, after which all of his assets would be split among the
inheritors.

However, Nora had refused to send the body there.

Instead, she wanted him to stay in New York with her until she died, whereupon the family could then
move her and Justin’s graves to California together.

With those words of hers, Mrs. Hunt had immediately made up her mind to have Justin buried in the
cemetery in the outskirts of New York.

After all, people would be lonely without company after death.

Justin and Nora weren’t legally married yet, so she was not considered his wife at all. Should Nora meet
another man suitable for marriage in the future and remarry, she would not be able to be buried in their
family cemetery anymore.

Now that Nora had said that, how could Mrs. Hunt possibly still make life difficult for her?

If she could keep Nora in the family and have her protect Pete’s inheritance for him-such that the Smiths
and the Hunts would still have a connection to each other-even if she wanted Mrs. Hunt to wait upon her
every day, Mrs. Hunt would be willing to do so.

Therefore, it was a very easy decision for her to have Justin buried in New York.



It was just that when Iris looked at the tombstone in front of her and at Justin’s photo on it… It was an ID
photo of him. In the photo, his expression was stern and serious and he didn’t smile. His eyes were cold
and there was a beauty mark at the corner of his eye.

Iris still felt that all of this wasn’t real.

She shook slightly as she stood there…

After standing there for some time until Iris’s legs had turned weak, Philip took a step forward and held
her hand. “You have already seen him. Now, let’s go!”

However, Iris remained where she was and said, “I want to go home! Nora and the others need me!”

Philip’s expression darkened at once. “Iris, you should already count your blessings that I allowed you to
come back! Don’t push your luck!”



But Iris shook her head and said, “Justin is gone but he left behind three children and Nora. I have to go
see them and help them get through this difficult time! I need to be with my family!”

Philip frowned. “I only agreed to let you come back and have a look. I didn’t agree to let you stay. Iris,
Justin is already gone. Do you think you can still escape?”

After he spoke, he grabbed Iris’s wrist!

Iris lowered her eyes and sneered, “Here in New York, do you think that no one will come and save me
just because Justin is gone?”

She balled up her fists tightly and suddenly looked around her. At once, seven to eight black-clad
bodyguards swarmed out and walked towards them.



Philip lowered his gaze when he saw them. He let out a low laugh and said, “I’ve always known that you
are no bimbo and that you would definitely build your own forces. You said things like you didn’t want so
many people to disturb your son’s peace, so you only allowed me to come here with you… But do you
think these few guys can stop me?”

He clapped.

The bodyguards who were waiting outside rushed in.

Fifteen to sixteen men immediately surrounded the seven to eight bodyguards.

Iris paled.

She’d originally thought that Philip would not go too overboard. Also, she’d only made use of her son just
so she could stay and assist Pete, so even if Justin were to know what she had done, he wouldn’t blame
her for disturbing his peace.

Unexpectedly, Philip had made a backup plan.

In this regard, she ultimately still couldn’t compare with Philip.

Iris bit her lip and clenched her fists.

After the dozen or so men restrained the seven to eight bodyguards, Philip clasped Iris’s shoulders
tightly again and said, “Let’s go. Don’t bother seeking death anymore. If you’re dead, all the more you
won’t be able to see your grandchildren anymore.”

Iris wouldn’t seek death in vain, of course!

She was so mad that she couldn’t say anything



At this moment, a young and tender voice reached her.

“Grandma! Little Cherry is here to pick you

up!”


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