Edith looked at Agatha, who was getting people to topple the tombstone. She was so frantic that she didn't even hang up before she ran over to them.

"Stop! Stop!"

The workers Agatha had hired stopped when they heard someone yelling.

Edith ran over to Agatha, looking flustered. "Grandma, you can't do this. This is immoral!"

Agatha looked at Edith, whose face was covered in a silk scarf. She was instantly unhappy. "Edith, why are you here?"

"I …" Edith immediately found herself at a loss for words.

Agatha soon came to her senses. "Great! I see that you're brazen enough to stalk me now!"

"Grandma, I …" Edith felt guilty, but the most important thing at that moment was to keep the child's grave intact.

She mustered up her courage once more. "Grandma, this child has been laid to rest. Don't you think it's a little cruel to dig his body up?

"Besides, he's part of the Carrington family. You've taken so long to find him …" Edith looked at the grave pitifully. "Are you planning to me