Upon hearing that, Alfredo, in a wheelchair, hurriedly brought Jasmine and three others to wee Stefan.
Stefan, who got out of an expensive ck MPV, looked around the age of
Frances. But his back was straight. He didn''t seem old. In fact, he appeared to be healthier than a lot of young people.
A young woman got out from the other side. Because she was attending a funeral, she wore a ck dress and pinned ck flowers on her hair. Her expression was cold, and her actions were decent.
Alfredo nodded at Stefan. "Uncle Stefan."
The other people greeted Stefan as well. Stefan looked at Alfredo, who was at the front and sitting in a wheelchair. "I received news that Frances had passed away, so I rushed over here.
"It has been so many years, but he''s still so stubborn. Back then, to marry your mother, he left the family. Now, for her..."
The members of the Morgan family lowered their heads and didn''t respond. The younger people didn''t know the situation because Alfredo and Jasmine didn''t want to bring up these matters.
For the past few years, the Morgan family had already separated from the n. However, it was impolite not to inform them about a person''s death.
Besides, the person in charge of the n at the moment was Stefan, who helped Frances back then. In the n, the Morgan family only respected Stefan.
Alfredo moved the wheelchair to make way for Stefan. He made a gesture and said, "Uncle Stefan, please enter."
Stefan looked around the ce and asked, "Where''s Kieran?"
"He has some matters to attend to at thepany. He can''te over," Alfredo said gently.
"That''s nonsense. What can be more important than an elder''s passing?"
No one in the Morgan family spoke up. Thepany affairs were indeed not as important as Frances'' death, but if Morgan Group copsed, what would happen to the hundreds of thousands of employees?
These matters could be light or heavy. They didn''t know how toment on them either. Meanwhile, Stefan''s expression turned colder.
A whileter, Stefan waved at the woman in a ck dress. "Ms. Moore,e here."
Upon hearing that name, Alfredo and Jasmine frowned. Was she a member of the Moore family from Luxford? Was it the Moore family that was on par with the Morgan n?
Soon, Stefan''s words proved their thoughts. "This is Faith Moore from the Moore family. I didn''te to Northridge this time only to attend Frances'' funeral. I have other e matters to attend to, so she''s here with me to gain experience.
The few of them greeted each other but didn''t say anything else. They then entered the venue together. Stefan nced at L. It was difficult to gauge his emotions. "Who is this?"
"She''s Kieran''s wife," Jasmine exined.
L nodded slightly at Stefan. She still couldn''t read his expression. She could only sense his strange gaze. He didn''t hate her, but he didn''t like her either.
After Stefan and Faith finished their prayers, they left first. L, Noah, and Bryce stayed in the memorial hall.
Early morning the next day, they had to cremate Frances. Alfredo couldn''t walk, and the members of the Morgan family unanimously let L decide whether or not they should put Frances'' letter together with the urn. s?novel
Like before, Kieran held a ck umbre and stayed by L''s side. When Stefan saw the scene, he frowned.
"How could a woman lead the funeral? Moreover, she''s an outsider."
The members of the Morgan family raised their heads and looked at Stefan. They wanted to say something, but because he was older, they decided not to say anything. Only Kieran''s attitude was firm.
With a cold expression, Kieran said, "She''s my wife. She grew up under Mr. Morgan Senior''s wings. Our family doesn''t discriminate against genders. My wife deserves to lead the funeral."
Stefan narrowed his eyes. Meanwhile, Faith''s eyes lit up when she heard that there was no discrimination against genders.
She tugged at Stefan''s sleeve.
"These matters must have been discussed by the elders of the Morgan family and the others. M Morgan Senior likes her. His wishes are most important. We shouldn''t intervene in these minor things."