Jane Sterling found his shameless remarks utterly laughable.
"She's a living, breathing person with the right to choose her own life! She's not your property!"
Seeing that the two sides were about to start fighting again, the village chief quickly stepped forward to placate them.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. What's done is done, and the dead can't be brought back to life. Everyone needs to be more rational."
"I don't think I'm the one who needs to be rational here."
Jane Sterling retorted, crossing her arms and standing off to the side.
"CREAK—"
The door opened. Howard Warren wiped the tears from his eyes. He didn't look at the Warren Family; instead, his gaze fell on Jane Sterling. His eyes hardened with resolve as he asked, a little hesitantly,
"Could you let me handle Hailey Warren's situation?"
Jane Sterling hesitated. After all, Hailey Warren had several deaths on her hands. But...
