#Chapter37
/"I don't think that woman likes me./" Logan wondered as his eyes skimmed across the huge hall.
The memorial service was held at one of the biggest halls in London, and the place was already piling up with people. The place was packed with mainly businessmen and women from all around the world, board members from all Billings Corporations branches, workers, family members, and friends.
Logan watched as Sandra and Olufe welcomed people at the entrance. His eyes kept shifting to the door, expecting to see MJ.
/"Do you think she's going to show up?/" Antonina asked, noticing the strained look on his face.
Logan sighed. /"I hope she comes./"
At the entrance, every /"sorry for your loss/", /"our sincered condolences/", and /"He was a good man/"; felt like a cold blow to Sandra Cooper. Minute by minute, it felt difficult to stand there and not lose herself in her grief.
