Records Of Barton's Fantastical Events Chapter 33

Translator: Doggotranslation  Editor: Doggotranslation

Mr. Quinn's funeral was very peaceful. Speeches were not passionate, farewells were very quiet, and there was also a parish choir. Perhaps this was also related to the fact that most of the people, who came to the funeral, were very old. We all know that when people are old enough, they will realize that flashy appearance is meaningless, so they prefer quiet.

Zach, of course, had taken refuge in the church during this time because the reporters, who could not enter the cemetery and the church, were crowded into the Grande Funeral Home. If they wanted to report on the Grande Funeral Home that was lucky enough to handle Mr. Quinn's funeral, Zach wondered if he would lose their mind if they found out that all the pictures they had taken didn't show the wonder of the Grade Funeral Home at all.

The farewell soon ended and most people dispersed. Another step of the funeral, burial, was a more private ceremony. If it was not the closest friends of the Quinn family, it was not eligible to participate in it. The old people, who have been sitting for several hours, also had a chance to move their hands and feet.

Zach and Benjamin stood in front of the main entrance of the church, occasionally bowing to the leaving guests, and then handing out their business cards. This was the most important. Although Mrs. Quinn promised to promote the Grande Funeral Home, and she also booked the funeral for the entire Quinn family, now since they were idle, they might as well distribute business cards to these future guests.

“It's a good ceremony.” An old lady, helped by someone, approached them. “Solemn and clean. I like the layout of the church, especially the statue of God the Son in the middle, it is awe-inspiring.”

Zach turned his eyes and looked at the old lady and gave a respectful bow: “Mrs. Quinn specifically requested it to be a traditional ceremony, so the church removed the complicated decoration. If madame is interested in this, you may talk to the priest.”

The unfamiliar lady waved her hand, and the helper retreated. Zach and Benjamin were confused, but they immediately approached and helped the old lady. The old lady nodded in satisfaction, raised her finger, and gestured to walk along the porch to the side.

“I don't care about the church at all, and I don't want to hear the priest preaching.” The old lady's tone changed immediately after walking away from the crowd. “But I would donate some money for them to replace those cold and hard chairs. If you let me sit there for another hour, I think my bottom will be stuck on it!”

The two men raised their eyebrows. They now had no idea why the old lady suddenly came toward them and where the conversation with them was heading.

“The only thing I care about is the two of you!” The old lady raised her withered, and wrinkled hands and waved to the old people in front.

Zach frowned, and he realized something. He looked at the place where the old lady waved her hand at, Mrs. Quinn was among them. She glanced at Zach meaningfully, and then her eyes shifted back to Pooky who was walking towards the car.

“May I ask your name, madame?”

“Is it important?” The old lady's movement was very slow. At this speed, it would take some time to get to Mrs. Quinn.

It really didn't matter, at least now, it didn't look like the old lady was going to leave the funeral any time soon, which meant that she was the close friends of the Quinn couple. Mrs. Qunin's friends were all at the top of the social pyramid, so Zach had a rough idea by now.

Since the old lady didn't want to say it, Zach no longer asked more about her identity, “Why does the madame care about us?”

The old lady chuckled a few times. “You two are smart young men. I trust Quinn's foresight, but I trust my own eyes even more. So, I am very much looking forward to it.”

Zach and Benjamin glanced at each other, and they seemed to have realised something. Without saying anything more, they obediently helped the old lady walk toward Mrs. Quinn's small circle.

When the two left, Mrs. Quinn said lightly: “The Great Dane you sent, it eats a lot.”

“After a week, if Mrs. Quinn still doesn't like it, you can send it back,” Zach replied.

“Mhm.” Mrs. Quinn nodded, and strangely the other old people also nodded, looking at the two with smiles, “you can start the burial ceremony.”

“Yes, madam.”

Mr. Quinn's coffin was carried into the hearse and headed to the cemetery. In the past few days, Zach has hired nearby farmers to clean up the cemetery selected by Mrs. Quinn. Now, some farmers were still waiting in the cemetery to help out with the burial ceremony.

At the beginning of the ceremony, Zach and Benjamin had retreated to the distance, watching a group of men and women dressed in black surround the grave, silently bowing their heads to pray with the priest's prayer.

“What happened just now? I had a bad hunch,” Benjamin said to Zach with a frown.

Zach smiled bitterly: “I think that Mrs. Quinn did not help us promote the funeral business, but promoted ‘us' instead.”

Benjamin sighed: “I also realised it. I don't think this is a good thing, it will lead us to a path that we are not prepared for.”

Zach lowered the hat to block the sun, looked at his friend, and asked seriously, “Do you think what I did was wrong?”

“No.” Benjamin shook his head, “You just did what you need to do. In order for the ‘Grande Funeral Home' to survive, we need clients like Mrs. Quinn. You took a risk. We just don't know if it's worth it.”

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As I said before, the conversation between the vampire and Mrs. Quinn in the church changed the life paths of all ‘people' involved. Now, the paths were still in the mist, and it was very blurry, because Pooky, who everyone hated, was still breathing the fresh air outside, and has not yet been admitted to the mental hospital. In Quinn's will, ‘the Heirs will lose their inheritance rights when they cannot run the Quinn Group due to physical or mental reasons' has not yet come into effect, so Mrs. Quinn and her friends were still waiting for the result.

When everything was settled, Mrs. Quinn would not cross the line that she did not want to cross, and she would keep her hands clean while getting the results she wanted. And her friends would also completely trust her foresight.

Zach said that Mrs. Quinn did help them to promote, but she didn't promote their business, but them. In this world, there were many people who didn't want to know why and how. They just wanted to see the result, just like the miracle that happened to Mrs. Quinn.

And ‘they' would be able to fulfill this need.

Chapter end