Anders shot the bald man a stern look. The bald man quickly apologized and ran away. He had intended to curry favor with Anders but was instead shot down by Anders.
“Men! Come here!”
Anders gestured, and two guards rushed over, asking, “What are your orders, sir?”
“Deploy all resources and conduct a thorough investigation on Dustin Rhys. I want to know everything about him!” Anders commanded with a stern tone. “Yes, sir!” The guards responded and promptly departed.
“Acting recklessly on my turf. Let’s see who you really are!” Anders muttered, his expression cold. Knowing the opponent was a crucial part of a battle. With comprehensive information about his enemies, Anders believed he could deal with Dustin easily.
Dustin held Scott’s head and confidently exited Jadeleaf Manor. He knew that his bold actions might lead to problems in the future, but he couldn’t concern himself with that at the moment.
His priority was to avenge Lana’s death using Scott’s death. It wouldn’t be just Scott. Everyone involved would face the consequences. After wrapping the head in cloth, Dustin drove back to the Camron Manor.
As evening fell, the Camron Manor was full of wreaths for Lana’s funeral. The events greatly impacted the Camron family due to her status and its financial impact. Dew Balm’s immense popularity had made Lana a major shareholder and became her vital income source.
Her sudden death was a severe blow to the entire Camron family, shrouding their once-envisioned prestigious legacy in uncertainty.
In the hall, Lana lay peacefully in a centrally positioned coffin as if in a tranquil sleep. Matteo, kneeling beside it, had already dried his tears. The other Camron family members present looked sorrowfully at the sight, quietly sharing condolences.
Lana, who was perfectly fine just yesterday, unexpectedly passed away. It was a hard reality for her family to accept.
“Matteo, we’re truly sorry for your loss. Please accept our condolences.”
“Matteo, take care of yourself. The Camron family still needs you.”
The Camron family members came to express condolences. After spending some time with Lana, they offered words of comfort to Matteo. Matteo simply nodded, keeping his thoughts to himself. As the sorrow deepened, tears continued to flow.
“Hey! Why are there so many funeral wreaths? Who passed away?”
At that moment, a sharp voice was heard from the entrance. Two women, followed by a group of people, confidently walked in. It was Eleanor and Elena.
“What brings you two here?” Matteo’s expression darkened upon seeing them.
“Why are you mourning, Mr. Camron? Is it because your daughter is gone?” Elena mocked.
“Yeah, that’s right,” Eleanor chimed in, approaching the coffin with a sneer.
“It’s a real shame for a gorgeous lady like her to have her life cut so short. How unfortunate.”
As their words echoed, everyone in the mourning hall turned sharply toward them.
