He waved his hand, and his two bodyguards immediately moved in, pulling me away from the gravesite. One of them snatched the bag from my hand and tossed it aside.
"No! Don't!"
I watched as the bag rolled across the ground, its contents spilling out.
The guards held me tightly, pinning me down.
I struggled, but it was useless. I could only cry out in helpless fury.
"Alisson, come on," Rebecca said with feigned innocence. "Bru was my best companion for years, and I'm heartbroken over losing him. Please, do a good deed and let us have this grave."
I ignored her pathetic act and stared straight at Kendrick, screaming, "Make them let go of me! Kendrick, tell them to let go!
Startled by my outburst, Kendrick instinctively nodded but quickly caught himself.
"How dare you give me orders?"
He sneered and pulled out his phone, threatening me with a smug grin.
"Do you believe that with one call, your mother will have to be moved out of the hospital?
"If you don't give this grave to Rebecca, you'll face the consequences."