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Desperate Funeral
At my father's funeral, the doors were suddenly thrown open.
A woman in a designer dress stormed in, flanked by a group of bodyguards. Without a word, they started smashing everything in sight, flower stands, incense burners, even the antique vases that were worth tens of millions. Shards scattered across the marble floor like confetti.
A woman in a designer dress stormed in, flanked by a group of bodyguards. Without a word, they started smashing everything in sight, flower stands, incense burners, even the antique vases that were worth tens of millions. Shards scattered across the marble floor like confetti.
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