Conrad’s funeral was massive. Emma and Will were wiped out physically from moving. Conrad had given them his home, and Will made arrangements for them to move in as soon as possible. Every important person the city attended, as well as the press. Will had closed all offices of Stewart Industries for the occasion so that the employees would be able to attend.
Emma stood at his side, greeting guests as they walked inside the funeral home.
“Thank you for coming,” Will said robotically as people walked past him. Even as Alex and Sabrina walked in, he didn’t seem to notice them. Emma did her best to be the dutiful, supportive wife. She was worried about him. All he did was work. Meals went untouched, and he wasn’t sleeping. He looked worn and thin, like he could fall over at any momen
