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The funeral was a grand affair.
The hall’s aisle was adorned with floral baskets and wreaths.
ALL members of the Blakely family made it a point to be there.
Dignitaries and celebrities paid their respects.
Even the mayor sent his secretary with flowers.
Several owners of smaller companies made their presence. Once they paid their respects,
they approached Tyrone and Larry, their motives apparent.
The directors of Blakely Group, too, came to mourn Cesar but also to gather information
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfrom Larry and Tyrone.
Cesar’s demise meant that his considerable shares in the group would need to be
reallocated.
Harrell was caught off guard by the simultaneous events of a change in the group’s
presidency and Cesar’s sudden passing.
It led to a dramatic upheaval.
Instead of stabilizing, the stock price plummeted even more drastically, prompting a wave
of shareholders to offload their stocks
Even some directors started getting restless.
The hall buzzed with a crowd of people, while Sabrina and Wanda stayed in front of the
body.
When female guests arrived, Lena would engage them, instructing Tyrone to look after
Sabrina before Leaving.
By seven in the evening, the hall finally emptied.
Sabrina emerged from the lounge, maneuvering her wheelchair just as
Tyrone returned from outside.
Over the past three days, he had been immersed in funeral arrangements and attending
to guests, allowing Little time for sleep. The exhaustion was evident in his dark circled
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Once near the wheelchair, Tyrone guided her inside, querying, “Have you eaten yet?”
Sabrina affirmed with a nod. “Yes. Have you eaten yet?”
“Not yet. Are you feeling okay? If you’re not, I can arrange to take you home.”
“I’m fine. You’ve been overwhelmed these past days. Now that you have some time off,
grab something to eat.”
Tyrone wheeled Sabrina towards the lounge. “I’ve been swamped. Once the funeral
concludes, I’ll accompany you to the prenatal checkups.”
“That’s fine.” Sabrina agreed, noticing his thoughtfulness. “You go ahead and eat. I’ll wait
for you outside