"Randy is dead," Wendy calmed down, and she said.
Nathan nodded and said, "I already know. I have arranged his body to be cremated, and the ashes and death certificate will be sent to you at that time."
Wendy leaned back on her chair with haggardness written all over her face and sighed. "From now on, I don't even have anyone to hate!"
After she learned of Randy's death, she felt a kind of relief, but also a kind of desolation and loneliness.
She didn't even have anyone to hate, and her last relative had already left her.
Although she still had many relatives surnamed Giradia, all of these relatives would like her to die so that they could divide up the huge property of the Giradia Group.
"I think you must be very sad, and you need to take a good rest for a day or two."
"Anyway, there is nothing to do. We just need to wait for Natasha to spend money."
"Relax and recharge your energy for the counterattack later."