Kevan nodded with a straight face and comforted her stiffly, "Please accept my condolences."

His indifference made tears well up in Violet's eyes once again.

Looking up at Kevan, she opened her mouth to reproach him, but in the end, she pursed her lips without another word.

"Oh, is Kevan here as well?" Kevan's uncles appeared with their families in tow.

There were no signs of grief on their faces. Instead, they were smiling in satisfaction.

Bernard stared at Violet's face and remarked with displeasure, "Violet, I've told you before, this occasion is a celebration of life for Father. He passed away peacefully in his sleep. How could he rest in peace with you crying like this?"

Violet lowered her head wordlessly as her grip on Kevan's arm tightened.

Narrowing his eyes, Kevan couldn't stop the hostility that arose within him.

"It's natural to feel sad when a family member has passed away. On the other hand, what about all of you? Are you happy because Grandpa is at peace, o