Novel & Cerita Dead Poets Society

"Your daughter's last ashes are with me. Want them? One million cash, and they're yours!" Mom glanced at the bottle and snorted. "Another actor hired by Cassidy. That's not ashes—it's milk powder. I don't care; just dump it." The camera cut to Tammy on the floor. Her eyes were swollen and red, her wails piercing. "Madam! Miss Cassidy died such a tragic death! Please… don't destroy her ashes!" Mom remained silent for several seconds. Fearing Mom might soften, Rachel covered her mouth and cried out, "Mom, you just cut off Sister's living expenses, and now, she's working with outsiders to trick your money!"