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The sky was overcast, with clouds hanging lower and lower, and the rain showed no signs of letting up. Luxury cars lined up outside the cemetery. Zoey and her group, accompanied by the host Diego, walked towards the cemetery, with the remaining attendees who had come to pay their last respects to Matteo also getting out of their cars. Especially Denzel and Livia, who hurried to catch up. Aubrie frowned. "Braylen, what do you think they're doing here? The relationship has been so tense, and now they show up—doesn't it seem a bit unnecessary? They look rather eager, too." Braylen sensed something was off and pulled Aubrie's hand, quickening his pace to follow. There were no designated wheelchair-accessible paths in the cemetery, and the stairs were numerous. Zoey told Russell t