Clown

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"What do you mean is Seal is stolen?" Mrs Bruce yelled.

"I'm sorry, when I got back to my office after my lunch break, it was in disarray. At first I didn't know what was exactly stolen until this morning when I prepared to come here and read the will."

"So you are saying without the seal we can't lay claim to our share of the inheritance?"Jeffery asks.

"The rule is only applicable to Alina. Every other person don't have a problem."

"Seems you ran out of luck this time." Mrs Bruce said to her daughter.

Alina kept quiet loss on what to say and angry.

"I want an autopsy performed on Javier." She announced.

A resounding slap landed on her face instantly.

A low gasp erupted in the room, breaking the silence.

It was Grandma Joan!

"How dare you say that filthy word!!?" Grandma Joan shrieked, "Autopsy on the dead and buried?!"

Alina held her cheek, staring at her Grandma defiantly.

"What exactly is your problem?! These days you are becoming more of a rebel than a granddaughter.
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