Chapter 547 His Chilling Methods (Part 1)

Sheldon's voice grew louder and more furious by the second. His grip on Yvette also tightened with every word. Her head struck the floor repeatedly, each impact sharp and jarring. Her face contorted in agony, blood streaking across her forehead. "Sheldon." Marcus spoke at last. He wouldn't let Yvette dir so easily. As soon as he gave the command, Sheldon let out a ragged breath and shoved her aside. "You vile woman. You venomous hag," he cursed through gritted teeth as he walked back and stood beside the casket. "Grandma. Are you alright? Say something." Charlene rushed forward and caught the tottering Yvette just in time. Dizziness washed over Yvette. Stars danced in her vision, her forehead throbbed, and pain shot through her knees. "Grandma, please. Don't scare me. Say something." Charlene's voice trembled, nearly in tears. It took a while before Yvette managed to return to herself. She looked at the guests who had come to pay their respects. Many of them had just joined in