The Young Billlionaire's Vengeance

Chapter Fifty-two

The rain poured heavily.

Too heavily.

The gusty wind blew.

And that was too hard as well.

The cars arrived anyway, so much that the cementary's once empty space was completely parked. Rosa's car rode through the road leading up to the front of the chosen plot where Dougles was too be buried. The bodyguards had arrived before her and two of them helped her out of the car. An umbrella waited for as well and as she alighted, helped up for her. The priest as well had come before her and both umbrellas held up for them were black. She was dressed in it as well, her dress simple yet chic, being a very endowed woman. It was an unanimous colour for mourning. The facilitator on her head, holding up her beautiful hair-do, had sort of a golden glitter to it, making a beautiful glimmer of her whole outfit even in the rain.

More people started trooping in - a truck lot of relatives, business partners, representatives from his foundation, his friends and hers and of course, members of the board and