Rebecca came walking fast into the backyard of the villa, to the spot where they buried what she believed was Benjamin.

Louis also got there.

She looked at him coldly. “Where’s the shovel?”

“I don’t need one,” Louis said.

“Are you trying to use your brute force to pull the body out?” she hissed at him. “What will you do if the body gets damaged? What if it’s not fake but the original body? Even if it’s fake, I don’t want it to get damaged for no reason, so go and bring a damn shovel.”

“O-Okay,” Louis said and quickly left. After going some distance, he began to shake his head. “I can’t believe I’m going to dig up the soil with a shovel.”

Rebecca, on the other hand, was standing right next to the grave. There were no pictures on the grave, but just the name of Benjamin and that was it, as they didn’t know when he was born.

All the things she heard about Benjamin after she went abroad to the place where Brian told her, now came to her mind. “Stealing from a place and getting killed… th