Harriet was appalled, "What do you mean?"

"Humph." Bella folded her arms before her chest, "Can't you understand it? Do you have money? Can you hold the funeral for the old man by yourself?"

Harriet was shocked by their baseness!

Indeed, she had no money.

Although Steve earned a lot in the past two years, Harriet just earned a basic salary from the company. She was so... stupid that she hadn't asked him for a penny of the dividends. She could hardly make ends meet and certainly had no savings.

Harriet gritted her teeth, "Where is Jerome? This is his father-in-law! Does he know about your speech?"

Bella laughed disdainfully, "I will not beat around the bush. You can hold a funeral for the old man..."

She was implying a condition?

Harriet turned ghastly pale, "What do you want?"

"Simple." Bella chuckled, "Give up your inheritance rights and transfer all your shares to your father!"

...

Harriet was too shocked to speak.

She understood that the attorney should have been here.

Looked like the will was against Jerome! She was also surprised but... delighted!

"Ha-ha..." Harriet laughed out "Ha-ha!"

Bella glared at her, "What are you laughing about?"

"You are ridiculous and laughable!" Harriet stopping laughing.

"Wake up! Do you think you can seize the Ever Sun Group? It belongs to the Wood family! It belongs to my mother and me! Even Jerome doesn't own a part of it!"

"Argh..." Bella turned stern, "Great, impressive, now think about the old man's funeral! If you have no money, no funeral parlors will not take him in! Wait till his body stinks!"

Harriet gritted her teeth and clenched her fists silently.

...

In the funeral parlor, Harriet stood in the doorway.

"Please, I'll pay!"

"Miss, we're not making it hard for you... But you could only afford a basic fee and ask for so much. You're making it hard for us! Why don't you just do it the simple way... Now I can only help you cremate the body, or you go back and collect the money, okay?"

Harriet gritted her teeth and felt ashamed to the core.

Who would have thought that the dignified president of Ever Sun Group couldn't even afford a funeral?

No, her grandpa was an exalted man. She couldn't let him go down like this!

"Okay, I'll raise the money!"

Harriet left the funeral parlor to raise money. But where could she go?

...

The rain was pouring down. Harriet hadn't expected a day when she would turn to Steve again.

She was drenched when she stood at the door.

She pressed the doorbell with trembling hands.

"Who is it?"

"... Me, Harriet."

Harriet wiped her face like a drowned mouse. Rainwater was mixed with her tears.

With a creak, the door opened.

Harriet closed her eyes before pushing open the door and getting in.

"Harriet!"

More than surprised, Steve dragged the drenched woman into the house, "You... come back for me?"

Harriet stood upright and still.

Steve noticed her drenched plight, "Come on in, I'll get a towel!"

Harriet still didn't move. Steve went into the bathroom, got a towel, and wrapped it around her head, "Why didn't you take an umbrella? You may get sick."

"Steve."

Harriet secretly clenched her hands and lowered her eyelids humbly.

"Mm, what is it..."

Harriet bet on her dignity, "Steve, I worked for you for two years... You become a popular actor from a nobody who couldn't get any scripts or event invitations. I did my part of the contribution. If you have a conscience, you could not deny it."

Steve's face stiffened, "Harriet, I know..."

Harriet raised her face, "Steve, pay me the salary for two years!"

Steve knitted his brows and pulled a long face. She was back for money! Not a single word about their two-year relationship was mentioned?

"Harriet... are you in trouble?"

Steve curled up his lips, took two steps forward, reached out his hand, and squeezed her cheek with fondling fingertips.