Chapter 822

I was alone and powerless. I was under their control, unable to stop anything. All I could do was watch as they dug up the mound where I'd buried the box. They quickly uncovered the urn I had stashed in the small, patched-up pit. These men were ruthless and unafraid. They didn't care, and they already knew Brandon was alive. The urn meant nothing to them. "Mr. Griffins, we found it," one of them said, presenting the urn to Eden. Eden didn't take it. Instead, he looked at me. "Madeline, when you first got this, didn't you think to open it and take a look?" "Not everyone's as perverse as you," I retorted coldly. Eden bit down on the foxtail grass he held in his mouth. "It's called curiosity, seeing things for yourself." "Well, when your dad dies and gets cremated, be sure to take a look," I shot back before adding, "Though you probably won't get the chance." "Don't be so sure." Eden grinned, his smile mocking. "Since you haven't looked inside, why don't you do the honors now? Let