Eugene patiently comforted her and coldly looked at me. "Bring Anna here and make her apologize to those puppies."
I sneered, "They're just animals."
Jessica cried even harder, raising her voice to refute me, "They're not just animals. They are my family!"
"You can die with them and be buried together," I countered.
"Laura, shut up!"
Eugene couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted me harshly.
His assistant said something to him, and he looked at the mortician.
He walked over and ordered arrogantly, "I'll pay you three times your salary. Restore these puppies first and make them look their best."
I stood between them. "No! I won't let you do that to Anna."
Eugene finally noticed what I had said.
He sneered, "You say this is Anna? This trick might fool a three-year-old."
I blocked Anna and trembled. "She's dead. She was killed by dogs. Half her face was chewed off. Are you satisfied now?"
Eugene remained indifferent. "It's good that such a troublemaker is dead."
He ordered the bodyguards to pull me away, drag Anna to the floor, and then place the puppies in front of the mortician.
"Laura, you always go against me without considering your situation."