Vivian Drew was filled with resentment. Why in the world should she kneel to Winni Drew? No way, that's impossible!
Boyd Drew, on the other hand, remained calm. After a moment of silence, he spoke nonchalantly, "Aunt, she is already dead. What's the harm in kneeling before her? What difference will offering her incense make?"
"But that Winni Drew..."
Before Vivian could finish, Boyd interrupted her, "Right now, you are the noble lady of the Drew family, you are the master. And her? Her body has long turned into dust. Even if we place her tablet in the cemetery, what could possibly happen? It's just a piece of wood, meaningless at all! Only those who are still alive can be winners, and she has long vanished from this world."
