Chapter 121 Veronica Dancing with Another Man

"Since you find a mortician to be so indecent…" a man said cooly. "Then when your time comes, Mrs. Chandler Senior, be sure to remind your descendants not to send you to one." Everyone turned toward the sound. Gregory stood nearby, a champagne flute in hand, idly swirling the pale liquid as he spoke in a casual, unhurried tone. "You—Mr. Sutton!" Holly was about to erupt, but when she realized the speaker was Gregory, the anger lodged in her chest had nowhere to go. She swallowed it whole, not daring to show it. After setting his champagne down on a nearby table, Gregory lifted his gaze lazily and glanced at her. "Morticians restore the faces of the deceased so they can leave this world in a clean, peaceful, and dignified state. That's a sacred profession, one worthy of respect." With that, and without caring how anyone reacted, he turned and walked away. Watching his retreating figure, Veronica's eyes flickered. She felt mixed emotions. Why had Gregory suddenly spoken up for