She knew that Henry had his difficulties.

When Troy became the president of the company, he was too young. Many members of the board of directors did not accept him, and various contradictions happened.

Some directors often went to Henry to complain about Troy.

After Henry intervened for the first time, it was difficult for Troy to carry out his work in the company, and he was repeatedly hindered.

The directors saw that the complaint was useful and came to Henry more frequently.

Since then, Henry had not intervened again.

Only then did Henry realize that Troy was already the president of the group, not a grandson Henry could preach at will.

If Troy wanted to be able to stay in the company, he must establish enough majesty. Henry must defend and firmly support Troy instead of listening to the directors and denying him. Otherwise, the directors and employees would not think Troy was the president.

It was the same on this matter. Henry could only take countermeasures through Star Entertainment but couldn’t directly clarify Imogen’s identity. Otherwise, Henry would only put Troy in the wrong position, and Troy’s reputation and prestige would be ruined entirely.

This matter could only be decided and clarified by Troy himself.

Fortunately, Troy did not disappoint Henry.

Perhaps, between Troy and Imogen, Henry loved Troy more, but Imogen never thought of fighting for this.

She only knew that Henry was not her grandfather and that he had already done the best he could, and that was enough.

After finishing grooming, Henry’s body was moved to the mourning hall.

Imogen looked at the familiar face, which was no different from usual as if he had fallen asleep. But he would never wake up again.

Thinking of this, Imogen cried involuntarily.

Henry’s funeral was well–organized.

Both sides of the auditorium and the aisle were filled with flower baskets.

All the collateral relatives of the Marshall family came to the funeral.

Celebrities and dignitaries in New York City came to offer their condolences one after another. And some people specifically expressed care about Layla’s health and comforted her.

Even New York City’s top leader sent his secretary to send flowers to offer his condolences. There were also some little–known businessmen who turned their heads and went towards Troy and Leo after paying homage to the funeral. It was clear what they wanted.

The directors of the Marshall Group also came to express their condolences. And by the way, they asked Troy and Leo for some news.

After all, Henry had held many shares of the group. After his death, must be someone to inherit

these shares.

that Henry passed away suddenly on the same

the group all changed within one day!

fell even more severely than before. Many stockholders sold their

Imogen and the others just stood

would go to talk with them. And before leaving, she told Wesley to stay with Imogen and listen to what

o’clock in the evening,

wheelchair to the front, just in time to meet Troy coming back from

days of the funeral, he was busy with the funeral and had to deal with the He hardly slept much. His eyes were tired. And he would smoke a cigarette when he was not energetic.

guests.

her inside, and asked, “Have you

nodded. “Yes. Have you?”

you feeling well? If not, I’ll ask someone to send you back.”

two days. Now you

the lounge. “I’m busy these days. I’ll accompany you to the prenatal

his intention, Imogen said, “I just finished dinner. You go and eat by yourself. I’ll wait outside for

still pushed Imogen into the lounge. “Have something

Imogen was speechless.

Sue, while Troy’s dinner was a boxed lunch ordered in bulk, with a steak

asked, “Do

“No. Enjoy yourself.”

piece and handed it to

finally opened

The steak was dentious. Imogen had no appetite because of sadness, but she still ate more for the

was full, but now she couldn’t help but eat the food brought

was pregnant, except for the morning sickness before, her appetite had been improving

recently.

Imogen liked it, Troy gave her

Imogen ate three steak pieces, seeing that Troy

really full. You eat it yourself.”

want

“I don’t.”

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his fork, picked up Imogen from the wheelchair, put her on the sofa, and covered her with a blanket.

herself up helplessly and looked at Troy. “You haven’t

cared about him, Troy nodded with

lit up. “Okay.”

dinner, Troy threw away the trash and lay down

see that he was lying on his side, barely sleeping on

do you want to sleep here?” Imogen asked.

out his hand to cover Imogen’s eyes. “Stop talking.

Imogen was speechless.

a nap for a while. And when

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