Alice's mother rushed over, pushing me aside and standing by her daughter's bed.
Without even looking at Alice, she glared at me with her hands on her hips.
"Who dares to harm my daughter? Alice trusted you the most, and yet you plotted to burn her alive? How could you be so vicious?
"If any of those people dare to touch my daughter again, you and I will have a serious problem."
She still found time to worry about her daughter's innocence.
I couldn't help but furrow my brows.
"Mrs. Archer, Alice always lived off me, stayed with me, and this doesn't count as being her best friend? Besides, she's already dead. How could I want to burn her?" I scoffed.
Only then did she realize her mistake in speaking and shook her head, pushing the funeral home staff away.
"My daughter will be buried, not cremated. Just go."
The funeral home staff grumbled and drove away.
Only then did Sanford breathe a sigh of relief and neatly cover Alice with the sheet.
Alice's mother also sighed with relief and began complaining to me again.