With the crowd congesting the hall, it took over an hour for everyone to pay their respects at the funeral.

Helen Lane, Vicky Turnbull, Winter Lawrence, and Mona Fairfax were present too.

Even Elder Fango was there, seated at the main chair and watching everyone present impassively.

"And now, we shall hear from the mayor, Stanley Durban."

Silence ensued in the hall at the emcee's announcement. "Geon Kramer... Commissioner of Zamri."

On the stage, Stanley started reading from a script with a pained voice as the guests looked on. "Zamri has seen peace and stability under his leadership. Even if he has not achieved anything amazing, he was always a grounded man and one who would live on in our hearts..."

Vicky pursed her lips even as she listened. "Bullshit. A hedonistic commissioner who couldn't accomplish anything, and now, another brazen monkey is embellishing him for being a leader and a grounded man..." "Shush."

to her lips, as everyone around Vicky

would suffer considerably for vouching for him,

throat and shot pointed looks at

a poor commissioner, constantly mingling with his group of

caused the

into Geon's childhood, just to find enough materials that could fit the length of

enough were hiding giggles too, as praising

his script, Stanley continued dramatically, "Now, let's mourn Commissioner Kramer in silence

the crystal coffin, all of them crying

was left frowning-how much

rubbing her arm beside Winter, looking sick. "Urgh, that's just disgusting.

about the

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