The urn was still quietly placed next to Philip's photograph. She carefully looked at it, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.
She stared at the urn for a long time. After thinking for a while, Grace quietly stepped out of the front hall.
She stood by the door and looked at the two groups of people from a distance, confronting each other.
The crowd was rowdy and it seemed that they were on the verge of breaking out into a fight.
The maids and bodyguards of the Lowe family were all dispatched and gathered in the front hall. However, they were outnumbered. It looked like a losing battle.
At this moment, Alice walked over with Little Gary and Ernest.
When Alice heard the quarrels coming from the entrance, she immediately said to Grace, "Grace, they really came for the ashes. Heinz, Zachary, and you have seen it coming. What should we do now? Should I quickly hide the ashes?"
Alice spoke as she rushed into the house, but Grace grabbed her wrist and uttered, "Don't worry."