Peasants Cemetery.

Manager Leandro heard that the Murray family had gone to the usual cemetery, and his arch-rival Manager Zander was running around to customize the tombstones for the Murray family. It was said that he even made many styles, such as butterfly-shaped tombstones, auspicious cloud-shaped tombstones, and longevity peach-shaped tombstones...

Manager Leandro was so angry that he cursed Manager Zander as a lackey, and the rest of the time he just sat there doing nothing.

The Murray family went to the usual cemetery, and the cemetery plots that couldn't be sold for a whole year were suddenly sold out.

On the other hand, not only did Manager Leandro's orders all get cancelled, but he also faced a major incident—

Peasants Cemetery illegally used the Murray family's family tomb as a signboard to make a profit without their permission and was sued by the Murray family.

Manager Leandro wished he could gnash his teeth and believed that it must be Manager Zander who had bad-mouthed him behind his back...

Sales Department.

The salespeople used all their skills and were eloquent.

In the morning, they looked down on those customers who couldn't afford to buy, but now they nodded and bowed and served tea and water with enthusiasm.

One of the salespeople was trying hard to sell to the Colter siblings and kept flattering Zach.

Zach held a cup of tea, raised his foot, and urged his sister who was still hesitating, "Sis, you've seen it all this morning, haven't you? Hurry up and decide!"

Hearing this, the salesperson became even more enthusiastic towards him, thinking he was the decision-maker.

Zach enjoyed this treatment very much and smiled, "We've been looking at Peasants Cemetery for a long time, and we're very satisfied with what you have here..."

Before he finished speaking, Diana put down the contract and said, "Let me compare it again."

Zach was immediately choked by her words and became angry.

What was she dragging on for?!

He frowned and said, "Sis, what do you want to do? The price is already discounted by 200,000 dollars, and I think it's a good deal. Hurry up and make the decision!"

She'll regret it if it's gone later!

Diana sneered, "If that's what you decide, I won't stop you."

Zach was so angry that he could die. If he had money, would he still ask her?

Deciding where to bury their father is a decision that a son should make, and he couldn't understand why his sister was getting involved.

He had already told her a few days ago to give him the money so he could handle it himself, and now she was saying this to him again!

Diana ignored him and stood up to leave.

The salesperson was annoyed.

After talking for so long, he had complimented the wrong person.

Most of the people who come to buy graves are indeed men, and women usually just accompany them. He didn't expect to make a mistake this time.

"Okay, you guys can think about it. This promotion only lasts until today. If you come back tomorrow, I can't guarantee that there will be any spots left for you!" The salesperson said unwillingly.

Zach nodded and caught up with his sister, feeling depressed.

As they left, he impatiently asked, "What are you doing?"

Diana explained, "When we came this morning, they kept mentioning the Murray family, but now they're not saying anything about them. There must be something wrong."

Zach was speechless.

So what?

Whether they mention the Murray family or not, it has nothing to do with whether they buy the graves or not.

"Why do you care so much? Even if there is a problem, it proves that we are getting a good deal by buying now!" Zach said.

"Besides, didn't Leandro just say that they are having a sales meeting this afternoon? They have to sell all the newly released plots today, or they will be punished. That's why they are offering such a big discount. The prices will go back up tomorrow..."

Diana sneered, "Do you believe that? I don't. I want to take another look."

Zach became anxious, "If you keep looking, it will be gone! Don't you see how many people are signing contracts inside? Don't you know that Dad wants to come here? As long as he's happy, that's all that matters!"

In the old man's mind, being able to come to Peasants Cemetery was a symbol of status.

If the old man wanted this kind of prestige, then they should give it to him!

Zach kept on talking, "Dad is already in the late stage, how many days does he have left? Even if you tell him now that Peasants Cemetery is not good, he won't believe you. Why not just buy it for him? If he is happy, his body will feel better. Why do you have to be so stubborn?"

Upon hearing this, Diana hesitated again. Her younger brother was right.

Their dad was that kind of person.

If he accepted Peasants Cemetery, even if you told him, it was not good, he would only think that you didn't want to give him the money.

Diana sighed, "Okay..."

Just then, her phone rang. It was her husband calling.

He said coldly on the other end, "Diana, if you go and buy the burial plot today, we're getting a divorce when you come back."

Diana frowned, "Can't you speak nicer? You know my dad is in the late stage now, he only has a few days left... Can't we talk about this later?"

Even if he wasn't a good person, he was still her dad. He only had a few days left, why bother with so many things? She couldn't bear to watch her father die in pain... really couldn't bear it.

"As a daughter, I just want to do what I should do. I just want to be able to look at myself in the mirror with a clear conscience," Diana said wearily.

Her husband's sarcastic voice came through, "Of course, that's what you should do. I didn't say you shouldn't! But it should be you and your brother together. Why should it all be on you? Do you think that's fair?"

"If your brother also chips in, I won't say anything. Even if he only pays 50,000 out of 200,000, I won't say anything!"

Diana was momentarily speechless. She stammered, "You know very well that my younger brother doesn't have any money..."

The person on the other end mocked her, "Is 'not having money' just an excuse? I don't want to talk to you! My point is clear." They then hung up.

Zach asked, "What did my brother-in-law say?"

Diana said indignantly, "He means that we should share the cost of buying a cemetery plot. We should each contribute at least 50,000 dollars, or else he will divorce me."

Zach was speechless. He said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't my brother-in-law being unreasonable? This is our family's matter. Why is he getting involved? The money you have is earned by yourself, not by him. What business is it of his?"

"Sis, let me tell you, we shouldn't indulge this kind of person!" Diana remained silent. Divorce? He spoke so lightly of it.

Diana was very upset.

She could afford to pay the money, and by doing so, she was fulfilling her filial duty.

But now she was facing the prospect of divorce if she didn't pay up. If she didn't pay, how could she explain it to her father's side of the family?

Could it be that she was really in the wrong? Was it wrong for her to use her own money and ability to care for her father in his last days, when he was suffering from terminal cancer?

Life is like a path that cannot be seen clearly into the future. Now Diana was really lost and confused.

Just when she was at a loss, she suddenly remembered what Susie had said, "Auntie, when it's time to be foolish, you should be foolish, and when it's time to be calculating, you should be calculating!"

In a flash, Diana made up her mind and said, "Okay, we'll buy the cemetery plot today. It's 250,000 dollars. I'll pay 150,000 dollars, and you, my son, should pay 100,000 dollars. That's not too much, is it?"

Zach was shocked. The next second, he said excitedly, "Where can I get 100,000 dollars? I don't have it! Why do you always listen to your brother-in-law for everything? Isn't our father more important than him?"

Diana made up her mind and didn't back down. "You can borrow the money, or you can sell the house if necessary."

A few years ago, she had helped him with the down payment for a house. Now that the house price had risen, he could sell it for at least 1 million dollars.

Zach became even more excited, "That's impossible! Why should I sell my house? You have the money, why do you want me to sell the house? What kind of sister are you? Look at my classmate's sister, she not only bought him a house and a car, but also paid for his wedding and other expenses. You have the money, but you won't contribute. Instead, you want me to sell my house..."