Chapter 156 His Funeral

The first two days, following the reading of her father's will, had passed peacefully.

There had been no issues and everything had gone by without a hitch. However, today, wasn't going to be as peaceful.

After two whole days of sorting things out, it was finally time for her father's Funeral.

And with a sigh, Ivory stood in front of the mirror, a frown on her face. She was dressed all in black, and the only accessories on her body, was the necklace Lucien had given her and a ring she managed to fish out from her jewelry set.

"Are you ready?"

Turning around, she faced Gadreel, who stood, leaning against the doorframe. He was dressed in a dark suit and his hair was neatly combed, falling to the side of his forehead.

He looked presentable, handsomely so, and if not for the occasion at hand, Ivory would have allowed herself to take in his entire feature, before then proceeding to scold herself.