Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 1053 - 289: Big Shots Gather in the Capital! _7

To ward off any bad luck, Mrs. Perryne had stuffed her bag with several Buddhist items for exorcising evil spirits.

She looked at the rows upon rows of wreaths lined up at the entrance.

Mrs. Perryne walked up to the wreaths, scanned the signatures on them, and couldn't help but exclaim in awe, "This is truly the Thompson Clan! These wreaths are mostly from prominent individuals in Capital City!"

Sammie Perryne glanced about and seeing no one else around, his mouth curled into a sneering smile, "This will be the last time!"

Those who had sent wreaths did so out of respect for the dead.

Who would care about Sawyer Thompson's face after Mrs. Thompson's funeral?

Impossible!

Having fought in the business world for so long, Sammie Perryne knew there were no real feelings there.

"The White family and the Tiarks Clan have also sent representatives!" exclaimed Mrs. Perryne upon spotting the head of White family's name.

Normally, as the White family and the Thompson Clan were rivals, the White family shouldn't have sent anyone at such a time.

Upon hearing this, Sammie Perryne narrowed his eyes and indeed saw the wreaths from the White family and the Tiarks Clan.

After a moment, it seemed he recalled something and then said, "I heard that the 9th son of the Russell family had deep relations with Brandon."

Whether it was genuinely deep or just superficial, at such a time, they should express their regards anyway.

Just as the two were preparing to leave, another group arrived carrying a wreath. They quickly arranged it and at the same time, a stretch Lincoln pulled up outside the door.

Sammie Perryne was about to walk into the Thompson manor's main entrance, but at that moment, Mrs. Perryne grabbed his hand.

"Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Perryne's voice was shaky. "Do you... you... see the signature on the wreath?"

Sammie Perryne looked in the direction she was pointing.

The only signature on the wreath read- Jason Wycof.

"Governor Lu?"

No matter how much he wracked his brain, Sammie Perryne couldn't figure out what connection Jason Wycof had with the Thompson Clan.

Why had Jason Wycof also sent a wreath?

Before Sammie Perryne could even react, another brand-new wreath was delivered.

This time, the name on the wreath left Sammie Perryne even more stupefied.

Country Polluton.

The Garcia Family.

Who didn't know that the Garcia Family from Polluton was among the most upper-class of the aristocracy?

Plus the Imperial Business Association of Polluton.

The wreaths' signatures kept getting updated, and Sammie Perryne saw the names of political big shots he usually only saw on the news.

What struck him the most was, there wasn't just one.

Everyone in Capital City knew that Mrs. Thompson was a female general.

Still, Sammie Perryne never imagined Mrs. Thompson's status to be this influential.

Even such heavyweights came!

For a moment, Sammie Perryne even felt somewhat dizzy.

It took him a good while to finally react.

The two then proceeded to enter the Thompson Family Manor.

As the number of guests was overwhelming, all the three Thompson brothers joined the ranks to welcome the guests, including Mrs. Thompson's grandchildren.

Edward Thompson was also among them.

Seeing Edward, Sammie Perryne was a bit stunned.

Wasn't it said Edward had been driven out of the Thompson family and his name had been crossed out of the family register?

Without showing his confusion, Sammie Perryne comforted Brandon, who was receiving him, saying, "Those who have departed have passed on, leaving us behind!"

Brandon nodded, "Please come in, Uncle Perryne. Today, as we have many guests, if our service isn't up to the mark, please forgive us."

"Brandon, why say such things! We are all family, no need for formalities!"

After receiving Sammie Perryne, Brandon stayed busy welcoming the line of incoming guests.

Thankfully the Thompson Family Manor was spacious; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to accommodate so many guests.

Walking through, Sammie Perryne saw many prominent individuals whom he usually could only spot on the news. He wanted to get their attention, but he didn't know how to approach them.

Being ignored by such a big shot would be embarrassing!

Sammie Perryne looked towards Mrs. Perryne and uttered in a low voice, "Mrs. Thompson's funeral is so grand! I wonder if ours could be half as magnificent when the time comes!"

Mrs. Perryne was speechless, "Why would you say such ominous things?"

Sammie Perryne burst out laughing, "Are you saying you cannot die?"

He simply couldn't help expressing his feelings.

Mrs. Perryne's gaze was drawn to a figure up ahead, "Look, isn't that Miss Thompson?"

Hearing this, Sammie Perryne looked up.

"It's her."

Mrs. Perryne swallowed nervously, completely taken with awe. People always said Miss Thompson was as pretty as a fairy, she originally didn't believe it.

Unexpectedly,

Miss Thompson was even more beautiful than the rumors suggested.

She was astonishingly good-looking!

Mrs. Perryne sounded a bit sour, "Mary Perryne simply looks average, how did her daughter turn out to be so stunning?"

"Mary Perryne is average looking?" Sammie Perryne, hearing this, dryly replied: "Are you blind?"

Mary Perryne was known in Capital City as one of the big beauties, she had a sister who was even prettier. Sammie Perryne never thought his wife would say something like that.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Perryne frowned, "It's no wonder everyone says you have a secret crush on Mary Perryne! Tell me! Do you really like her?"

"Nonsense!" Sammie Perryne didn't bother to entertain her.

Mrs. Perryne refused to let the matter drop.

Sammie Perryne was somewhat angry, "Please respect the occasion! This is Mrs. Thompson's Memorial Hall. Even if I did like Mary Perryne, what does it matter? I already married you and we have a child!"

Moreover, Mary Perryne would never fall for him.

Didn't everyone have a saudade when they were young?

Mrs. Perryne was furious, but she couldn't find the words to respond.

After drinking their tea, the couple went to the Memorial Hall to bow to Mrs. Thompson, only to discover there was a line to bow!

Because there were simply too many people there to pay their respects to Mrs. Thompson!

Soon, the three-day mourning period was over.

The day Mrs. Thompson's funeral came.

Early in the morning, the hearse departed.

The Thompson family and their relatives who came to pay their respects followed behind in their cars.

The procession moved slowly.

As soon as they left the Thompson Family Manor, the hearse ahead came to a stop.

The sudden stop puzzled Brandon, who asked the driver, "What's the matter?"

The driver was also clueless.

At this moment, the sound of firecrackers filled the air.

Sawyer Thompson promptly got out of the car, "There's a Roadside Funeral Ceremony, let's get out."

Roadside Funeral Ceremonies were a tradition from ancient times.

When a respected elderly person who made significant contributions to society passed away, upon hearing the news, the local people would spontaneously set up tributes to pay their respects.

But it had been years since a Roadside Funeral Ceremony for any elderly person in the Capital City had taken place.

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Mrs. Thompson was the only one.

Mrs. Thompson, a female hero whose name is engraved on the pages of history, attracted many, both young and old, all with red-rimmed eyes.

The entire Thompson family, each wearing mourning attire, knelt before the altar.

The scene was solemn and grand.

Touching.

Even television reporters came with their cameramen to film this.

However, they only quietly recorded this moment and didn't disturb the Thompson family.

There was a Roadside Funeral Ceremony set up every hundred meters along the route.

This indeed reflected the status Mrs. Thompson held in the hearts of the people.

"Viola, look there." Mary Perryne seemed to have noticed something. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Your grandmother in heaven will definitely be comforted. The people haven't forgotten her."

Viola turned to look out the window.

She saw the locals on both sides of the road, holding banners that read: [Safe journey, Little Fairy Sally.]

[Granny Sally, we will always remember you.]

[Thank you for keeping the world safe!]

[The plants and trees mourn, the mountains and rivers sob. Paying respects to General Sally Bennett.]