Poch began to talk about the benefits of a funeral home in Barton's North Side, as if in his mind there was no such thing as the deceased being the greatest. In this era of competition between tradition and trend, as the final decision of the deceased's life, the living should follow it.

Of course, in the midst of this, Poch's mouth often appeared insulting to the House of Grande.

Zach ignored Poch's words, judging whether Mrs. Quinn's and the others' dislike of Poch came from this one thing or something else. He began to think back to the story of Pochi Quinn.

The Quinns' son, a doctor, stayed on the battlefield with his wife during the war a decade ago. Pochi, who was only thirteen years old at the time, was raised in the home of his grandparents. Perhaps this is the original intention of the two old men to carry out philanthropy.

But when Poch was growing up, he appeared so rarely that Zach couldn't even remember his photos appearing in any media. It is very strange that pictures of the children of the upper class will always appear in the gossip section of the Barton Daily, and occasionally in the social section (crime).

"Pochi, I've made a decision! If you still want Quinn's legacy, keep your mouth shut!"

A hoarse voice echoed through Zack's office, and the room fell silent, except for the pendulum of the table clock leaning against the wall.

Pochi's face was poor, a face distorted by anger and disgust.

Zach rang the bell to call Benjamin, stood up, and looked at the old lady calmly: "Our Grand House will do our best to fulfill Mr. Quinn's last wish." ”

The old lady nodded, and the body that had just been lifted from excitement retracted into the wheelchair.

Before Zach exited his desk, his white fingers fiddled with the buttons of his coat, straightened his clothes, and came to Mrs. Quin's side: "Time is a little tight, if Mrs. Quinn doesn't mind, please go with me to the church on the west side, and the places that need to be set up can also start early." ”

The caretaker shook her head: "Mr. Quinn's church has been booked......"

"Cancel. Mrs. Quinn glanced at Zach and pressed her withered hand to the back of the female caretaker's hand, "You tell my friends to go back first, so that they don't feel too upset." Pochi, you can go too. ”

The female caretaker hesitated, but nodded, and retreated to the living room.

At this time, Zach was a little puzzled, he wanted to be alone with Mrs. Quinn because he wanted to confirm something. Seeing that Poch didn't want to stay here for a moment, Zach felt that if he left his wife, the nasty young man would retreat on his own. Unexpectedly, this old lady seemed to want to stay.

However, Pochi stood motionless beside him, with no intention of leaving, and his eyes seemed to be watching!

Benjamin pushed open the door and entered the office.

Once the deal is confirmed, everyone will be busy, Benjamin has been working part-time as a tombstone carver, and now Zach needs him to go to Grande's rivals where to buy statues and tombstones, as well as, get Poch!

"Do you have any orders? This is what werewolves always call Zack in front of outsiders.

Zach handed the pre-order on the table to Benjamin, "You're going to go to Allen and Ford's and buy stone or finished products." ”

Benjamin glanced at it, put it away, and glanced at the room. Zach's small movements were captured by the werewolf, and he turned to Pochi, whose face was still ugly, and saluted: "Sir, I regret the departure of your family. Now could you please go with me and choose a suitable tombstone for your loved one? ”

Pochi seemed to have just discovered Benjamin's existence, and looked at the werewolf with disgust: "You, why should I be with you! I have other plans for today! I don't have time to spend all day on the 'tombstone'!"

Mrs. Quinn's eyes slanted upward, and her slightly trembling body was held down by Zack.

The werewolf was still wearing the same clothes he had changed in the morning, and the mud on his beard had been cleared before breakfast, but the whole person looked like a miner.

Benjamin's brown eyes looked at Poch, and he said flatly, "I'm sorry that your plan has to be delayed." ”

Privacy does not exist in the Grande House, because the owner here, a ghost and a wolf, have superhuman senses, although the eyesight cannot penetrate the walls, but it is easy for the werewolf to hear the voice of Zack's office.

The werewolf wasn't interested in why Zach wanted to be alone with Mrs. Quinn, he was no longer the leader, he just had to take orders.

Benjamin's tall body approached Poch, his thick arms already wrapped around Poch's shoulders, and before Poch could react, he walked towards the front of the office.

"Let go of me!" Poch twisted his shoulders as the oncoming caretaker turned sideways to make way for Pochy, which made Pochi even angrier! "Let go of me! You rude fellow! What are you going to do!"

Benjamin stopped as Poch grabbed the eaves of Zack's office as the scoundrel pulled onto the eaves of Zach's office. Benjamin looked puzzled: "I'm not suing you, we're going to see the tombstone." ”

"Let go of me, you stinky fellow!" Poch's writhing body felt a lightness on his body, and Benjamin let go of him.

Poki was still cursing as he straightened his crumpled clothes, a large light gray handprint on his shoulder, from Benjamin.

Well, there is some truth to this guy's swearing, and Benjamin really doesn't care much about his personal cleanliness......

"Look what you've done!" Pochi leaned his shoulders and looked at the gray handprint, "Do you know how much this suit is worth?

Benjamin took a few steps back and shrugged.

"What the hell is this!" Pop angrily exited the office. In a straight line, the door to the reception room could be seen, and a group of old men slowly departed, escorted by their bodyguards, looking back gloomily, shaking their heads with disgust on their faces.

"I don't want to stay in this place any longer!" Poch turned, striding towards the door of the parlor.

It's a pity that the old people in front of him don't seem to be willing to give this kid a little smooth, their slow steps are even slower, and the delicate cane will only move one centimeter at a time, and this centimeter distance, those old people will take half a minute!

With his back to Zack, their Pochi seemed to be trembling, a blood vessel burst out of his neck on the side, and his fists were already clenched white at his side, as if the next moment, he was going to rush into the old man and squeeze out a way!

Two men of Benjamin's stature moved in front of Poch and coldly spat out two words: "Stand back!"

Pochi's body shuddered, took two steps back, and sat down on the armrest of the couch, his whole body falling backwards onto the couch. He rolled over and looked at Zach with hateful eyes, locking on to Mrs. Quinn, curled up in a wheelchair!

Boom!

Benjamin shut that distorted gaze out of the door!

The curled up old lady's tense body relaxed, and the female nurse squatted beside her, and her white tender hand caressed the old lady's chest, and raised her head to cast a grateful look at Benjamin and Zack.

Benjamin's task was done, he turned to Zach and nodded slightly, now he was going to the competitor to buy the order on the thing, Gabriel's statue, the werewolf did not feel that his claws could dig out such a fine image......

There were only three people left in the office, and Zach crouched down beside the old lady, deliberately speeding up the beating of his heart and pushing the blood to his hands to make his hands less cold.

Zach pressed the old lady's hand, comforted him, and said softly: "Madam, the church is ten minutes' drive from here, this is the southern suburbs, and there will be some bumps on the road. ”

The wrinkled hand lifted and touched Zach's face, and the withered fingers went into the back of Zach's head. Zach sensed the old lady pulling himself closer!

Zach leaned forward again, and the old lady's did not stop until she pressed her face against Zack, and a deep voice sounded in Zack's ears.

"I don't care! As long as I can make that unfilial guy sad! I want to do anything! I don't have much time! But even this last time! I will never give that guy a sense of satisfaction!"