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Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 270

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Novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia

Sage station is in mourning hall who get attention greatly, have a few come to the business circles personage, come over at once and he dozen a greeting.

There were a few business people who came to greet him as a form of courtesy to the CEO of the Maxwell Group. Sage bowed in return, and he stood there, just to accompany Moira.

Morgan and his father had arrived at the very last moment, and Morgan felt sorry for her.

She had Sage, who never left her side, accompanying her father.

Melissa sobbed uncontrollably under the condolences of some business partners several times. This caused Moira to feel extremely disgusted, as her father did not need her to cry like this.

After releasing a string of firecrackers in the afternoon, Molly took Elias's portrait and carried his ashes to a black carriage to be buried. Moira had not been by Elias's side for many years already, so she did not even know where the tomb he bought was.

Sage sat on the car with Carlo.

When the car stopped on the street of the cemetery, Melissa led a few people who had volunteered to send them off.

Only then did Moira's heart turn sour, because her father's grave was right next to her mother's, causing her heart to feel extremely sour.

Her mother's grave was very clean, and her death day was next month. It seemed that her father hadn't forgotten to come and clean up her mother's grave.

Moira stood by her mother's grave, holding her father's ashes. She quietly begged her mother in her heart, begging her father to forgive her so they could reunite in the world below.

Libby told Sage that the place Moira stood in front of the tombstone was her mother's grave and Sage's heart was moved as well. He did not expect her parents to be buried together, so she should feel gratified in her heart!

Moira's tears silently rolled down. Behind her, Sage came to her side and wrapped her arms around her. Moira turned around and buried her head in his chest, crying silently.

Libby, who was standing beside her, also with tears flowing down her face.

Libby was startled for a moment as she lifted her teary eyes to look at Carlo. Carlo's profound gaze also locked onto her with a trace of comfort.

Molly hated Moira, and even she had never watched any of Libby's TV dramas before. She also hated her, but she did not expect that both of them were hugged by such a handsome man, and in her heart, she felt really bad.

Melissa only hoped that her husband's funeral would end quickly and bury Elias. From now on, the Garcia Group was hers.

After Elias's stone tablet was established, Moira was kneeling on the ground with a bunch of white chrysanthemums in his hands. Behind her, a group of people were silently making their final farewells to Elias, probably because Sage was also there, so this time, almost all of Elias's business friends had come, the scene was extremely grand, making his funeral especially grand.

Carlo had always been an invisible identity. Other than a few people who knew his identity, in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a noble young master, there were even some people who did not know his surname, but would definitely not dare to look down on him.

When the guests left one after another, and it was also evening, a cold wind blew from the cemetery. Melissa's heart immediately tightened and felt a little guilty, she did not want to stay here anymore. She held onto her daughter and said, "Molly, let's go back!"

Molly nodded, she looked coldly at Moira who was kneeling on the ground, unwilling to get up. She thought to herself that it would be best if Moira's legs were to rot here.

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