Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1370 Peter Buried

"Yes."

Vihaan nodded, "Then I'll wait outside, if you have anything to say."

With these words, he walked out of the study and closed the door.

Standing in front of the window, Chaya pondered for a long time alone, and finally picked up the phone

and dialed Raylan's number.

The phone rang a few times before the person on the other side answered the phone.

"What is it?"

The man on the other end of the phone did not imagine the sleepy lazy voice, but the incomparable

clear and slightly cold tone.

Sandra escaped, she sent so many people to make a lot of noise in Asco village, only afraid that

Raylan already know the situation.

"About Judith, you make an offer."

Chaya is straightforward.

"Heh."

In the bedroom, Raylan sat fully dressed on the sofa with a cigarette in his hand and took a puff before

his lips exhaled a light smoke.

The lingering light smoke brushed his face, still can clearly feel the haggard and tired state of his

handsome face.

Always pay attention to the image to him, but it is more than a day has grown a green scruff, actually

did not even shave. But this image is more than a few mature old man breath, is the kind of tough guy

has the image, stable, wicked, impetuous, handsome people God.

He snorted lightly, "Only a billion commission for helping you get rid of Peter? What, to get rid of the

barker? Is this your attitude."

Apparently, there was a grudge against him for getting rid of Peter and paying him a billion dollars.

One billion.

Staggeringly astronomical.

But Raylan is not bad money, a billion for him is just a little.

Raylan's words fell, Chaya a few seconds of pause, and then the vicissitudes of the voice said,

"Raylan, do not be too greedy."

"Are you trying to say that Peter's life is not worth a billion dollars? Or are you saying that the survival

of the great Obren is what a mere billion can compare to?"

"Read you are ......"

"You said, hand over Judith, Obren has three parts of my world. I would like to know, this three parts of

the world, how do you cash in?"

Raylan didn't give Chaya a chance to talk nonsense, interrupting her and getting straight to the point.

"I like the straightforward nature of your young people, without all the twists and turns."

In the face of Raylan, Chaya, despite the pressure on her shoulders, continues to hold the high profile

of the Obren matriarch.

She knew Raylan had ambitions and was not sure she had the ability to control Raylan, but the

situation was dire at the moment and she was bound to be careful with who she hired.

"We can sign a lifetime long contract for the mineral extraction we promised you before."

The last time in the countryside and Raylan private meeting with Raylan said the conditions, except

that mineral mining on the Obren ecological environment is extremely affected, on the other hand, if he

is given absolute mining rights, in Obren, there are irreversible big losses.

But at the moment, she had to make a cut in order to stabilize Obren.

"Mining area authority, mining price, transportation channels, opening companies and other issues, I

need you to finalize directly."

Raylan has some management experience and knows that Chaya is bound to do something fishy on

the contract letter when she gives one.

Cocoa ......

Not giving Chaya any chance at all.

"This ......"

Chaya was quite helpless, but finally could only compromise, "Okay. Three days later, meet and talk."

The two finalized the time and hung up the phone.

Hospital.

A few hours from Peter's death was the third day.

Adriana locked herself in the operating room and didn't eat or drink for a day and a night.

Even though they were all urging Adriana to eat some at the door, she didn't give any reply.

Through the surveillance, they knew that Adriana did not kill herself, so they could not break in.

A few hours later, it was one twenty-three in the morning.

Squeak-

Suddenly there was a small sound and the door to the operating room opened.

Jackson, Edward, Raylan, Archie and Siena, who were guarding the corridor outside, all looked inside.

Adriana stood in the doorway, her eyes sweeping over several people, her haggard, frail face not

marked with the tears they had expected, nor the sobs of pain they had anticipated.

Instead, he looked calmly, mindfully, at Jackson, "Has the funeral director been contacted yet?" Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Jackson froze and immediately nodded, "Young lady, all matters are ready, just ......"

He glanced at the set of make-up boxes placed on the bench, and at the mortician standing by, and

then at Adriana, and did not continue.

"Give me that."

Adriana gestured to the makeup case and instructed Jackson, "I'll paint him myself."

Archie saw Adrian's face without a trace of emotional ups and downs, clearly without any sad emotions

to show, but can feel the pain of Adriana's heart like death.

He walked up to Adriana, "Adri, you've only had a miscarriage, you should take care of your health and

get some rest. You leave these things to us, why don't you let Siena accompany you to go back and

rest?"

Strong people always hide all their emotions in their hearts and bear the great pressure alone.

Adriana looked over at Jacksonwho approached her, took the makeup case from her and said to Archie

with cold eyes, "My husband is gone, so naturally I have to see him off for the last time."

Eerily calm.

Except for a slightly cold attitude and cold eyes, she is no different from the norm.

But it is her overly calm performance in the face of Peter's death that is most unusual.

"Adri!"

Adriana was about to turn around with her things when Raylan pulled her back, "Do you think Peter

would want to see you now? He's not there, but he must want you to take care of yourself."

Seeing such a desperate look in his eyes, Raylan's heart ached to the point of suffocation.

"I'm fine."

She arrived at three words indifferently, and could not even hear the rise and fall of the tone of the

three words, and her eyes were even cold and appalling.

Adriana turned and walked in toward the operating room, "Jackson, get the mortician in."

A mortician is a person who applies makeup to the dead.

They had already changed Peter's birthday suit before, and with the burial coming up, she naturally

had to put makeup on Peter so that he would leave looking perfect.

"Oh, good."

Jackson nodded and waved his hand toward the mortician, who immediately stepped forward and

walked into the operating room and closed the door as they watched.

An hour later, makeup was completed and the group arrived at the funeral home along with the funeral

car.

From the refinement of the body, to the sorting of the ashes and burial in the cemetery, a series of

processes are all involved by Adriana.

Everyone was accompanied.

By the time the burial was completed, it was 9:00 am.

The whole process, they did not see Adriana cry, so much so that she a white cheeks as if stiffened,

without any hint of emotional change.

Words are very little, the attitude is extremely cold, really power what is called 'cold as cold ice'.

Such an Adriana is something that no one has ever seen before.

"Adri, people don't come back from the dead, you need to be sorry." Raylan is not sure how many times

he has said this to Adriana.

"Yeah, Peter must not want to see you like this."

"Big brother loves you very much, although he is no longer here, but also hope you can live a good life.

In the future, we are all your family, so if you need anything, just greet me."

"Young lady, boss he ...... he's gone, you still have us, and the young master and young miss."

"Adri, Peter is thin on the ground, but you have to take care of yourself, or what about the two children?

Ruth and I will do our best to find the compulsion, but you have to do all the rest."

Siena, Edward, Jackson, and Archie all comforted Adriana over and over again.