After burning Diana Doll's coffin, the three people left.
After some discussion, Jacob Green called his subordinate who came along, asking them to bring a few cars and several buckets of paint.
This tomb must not be discovered by outsiders.
Otherwise, it would inevitably lead to endless pursuit.
While waiting for the subordinates, Jacob Green thought of the news he heard these past two days and inquired, "Elliot Gill, I heard Madam Gill is seriously ill. What's the situation now?"
Elliot Gill's tone was calm, "She doesn't have much time left, at most a month."
"Isn't her lifespan something you can determine?" Jacob Green gave him a sidelong glance, "Don't think I don't know what you've done."
Elliot Gill didn't hide anything, "What? Are you going to seek justice for her or publicly accuse me? She killed my mother and sold me off from a young age. Living until today is already a kindness."
