For these seven days, I had been repenting in front of my brother's grave without eating or drinking anything.
My eyes were red and swollen. My weak body was even more emaciated at this moment.
There was a hint of pity in Joe's eyes.
Pushing Scarlett away, he said something gentle to me for the first time.
"Okay, it's my fault this time. I didn't consider it well. I'll apologize to your brother later. Is that okay?"
I laughed in anger, saying, "Apologizing to him? You should indeed apologize to him, but not just you."
"You, all of you murderers. You should apologize to my brother in hell!"
I looked at everyone present one by one as my eyes were filled with hatred.
Everyone was confused, looking at each other with doubt.
Seeing that I embarrassed him and repeatedly offended his friends, Joe instantly became furious.
"Natalya, have you caused enough trouble? I said I would apologize to your brother later. What else do you want?"
"What did I want?"
"My beloved brother, who I relied on for everything, tragically lost his life due to a joke they made."
"As the master behind the scenes, how could he even ask me what I wanted?"