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"She left when Farrow was just a child. Could not take Hudson’s abuse anymore." I opened my mouth to ask more, but Dad shook his head. "That’s a story for another day." And that was my cue to drop it. "Morgan, I know you probably want to get some rest." Dad said, rubbing his temple. It was a dismissal note, but I had no complaints. There was something far more important in my mind. I nodded and stood. But just as I reached the door, Mr peter called out, "Oh, Morgan—before you go, Hudson’s funeral is tomorrow." And we will be attending as a convoy," he continued. "It would be good if you joined us."

That vehicle was sent by top officials to transport Cuthbert to the cemetery for burial. It was a privilege reserved for first-class merit recipients. No one else dared use it. The leaders were waiting at the cemetery to mourn Cuthbert. If they saw Isaac and Joyce step out with a dog, their entire family would be finished. Picturing their doom delighted me. "Get over here and drive!" Isaac shouted. "Pray out loud for Luck the whole way! Do you hear me?" Joyce leaned out the window, smirking. "Make it loud, Charlotte. After the funeral, we'll let Cuthbert have a turn in the hearse. Thank me already."

Jeff pulled her again and gave her a warm embrace. Before Harry's funeral, Siren called Sylvia to gave her the best lawyer in the country. She even instructed Jeff to hold Sam and Todd and all their accomplices at the jail until the funeral is done. Since Harry was an orphan, they didn't expect anyone to come to his funeral. They only take one night to mourn, and had him cremated the next day. Sylvia, Felix, Lily, and Jeff offers their respect on Harry's burial. After lighting up two candles on his grave, Siren wiped her tears.

Chapter 112 en Funeral. The sky was overcast as all members of the Kim family were at the funeral to commemorate the passing of Melisa and Darren Kim. Fredy Kim with his three grandchildren dressed in all black. The clock struck eight over seventeen minutes as a religious leader standing on the far right began to recite a prayer for Jessica's late parents.

The pregnancy had already failed while she was on the run, and complications during the abortion caused massive bleeding. With limited medical resources and a body already ravaged by illness, she didn't make it and died alone in a hospital bed a few days later. With her death, the accusations related to her intentionally spreading disease came to an end as well. As for Michael, with his life destroyed, he ended his own life one quiet night in a dilapidated rental apartment. There was no funeral and no one to mourn him. The once-glorious CEO disappeared, along with the disgraceful past he left behind.

Cardin The family of Velvet sadly announces the death of their father Vincent Velvet who was found dead this morning in his hotel room. The funeral rites will take place tonight at his home... I smirked from my position at the mini bar. Finally that bastard got what he deserves. I must say, Seth didn't waste any time in eliminating him, I guess he wants him dead as much as I do. Lucy who was watching the news with us looked at me with sympathy in her eyes "I'm so sorry for your loss Cardin. Will you be going for the funeral rites?"

He felt a little awkward that he was in the front row at a funeral for someone he didn't know, but he knew it was expected of him, of the three of them, and while they waited for everyone to settle in their seats, dozens of staff filed in behind them all. Henry was the first to speak, talking to them about Benjamin Moore wishes to be buried here, surrounded by friends and those he loved the most, and thanking them for coming to honour him. Sting then got up and talked about the first time he met Benjamin Moore, then he and two musicians did an acoustic version of Benjamin's favourite song, An Englishman in New York.

She smiled at me. "Very good Diamind. Very, very good observation and analysis. I am happy to learn that this year I got someone this intelligent. Excellent. I believe that you are right my little Diamond. This can be very much possible. Lord Higgins, have you made the preparations for the funeral?" She asked changing the topic so swiftly and coming to hear of it, I finally let a tear fall from my eye. There was just a head left to bury. "Yes Lady Hannah. It will be tomorrow, early in the morning at 5:00 am." He replied with his eyes looking down on the floor. Respectful movement.

I took a seat in the front row, Hope quiet and watchful in her carrier. Christian cleared his throat, his voice strong and clear as he began to speak. "Good morning. Thank you all for coming on such short notice. I have several announcements to make today, announcements that I know will come as a shock to many of you." He paused, his eyes scanning the room before continuing. "First, I regret to inform you that Frederick Miller, former CEO of Miller Group, passed away two weeks ago while under psychiatric care. The official cause of death has been ruled as suicide."