"Spencer, there are a lot of daisies here. Danny will definitely like it!"
As soon as I arrived, I saw Gloria had already placed the urn she was holding into Dora's grave, and two bodyguards were refilling the grave.
The daisies I had planted were dug up and scattered everywhere.
Dora's urn was tossed carelessly next to a dirty pile of dirt.
"What are you doing?!"
I rushed over like crazy, pushed aside the two bodyguards, and shouted angrily, "Who told you to dig up the grave?"
Gloria pretended to be terrified and shrank into Spencer's arms. "I saw there was no tombstone here. It felt like an abandoned grave that no one cared about. It was full of beautiful daisies, so I thought Danny could rest in peace here. I asked the cemetery manager to contact the family of the deceased. I'll give them some compensation. The dead can't compare to real money. Their families won't object. But why are you yelling? You're scaring me."
Gloria always perfectly plays the role of the delicate lady, but she made me sick.
I didn't waste time talking to her. I snatched the shovel from the bodyguard's hand and frantically dug up the soil they had just filled in.