Chapter 143 Meeting

Skye’s POV

“Did you see the video Doctor Shannon had sent?” I asked Gab in a whispering tone. We were in the privacy of the room after I ignored everyone in the area where a temporary altar was made with Uncle Goerge’s portrait next to Aunt Almira’s in the center. The altar was surrounded with white flowers of chrysanthemum. Starting from outside the entrance of the building, there were rows of funeral bouquets of different flowers from people who expressed their mournings by sending flowers with their names on it.

Aside from those that sincerely grieved, some of those flower senders were expressing more of necessity to do such moves due to show off. And since I was there as the successor, many of the guests around were there to shake hands and make friends with me, rather than mourn the death of Uncle Goerge and Aunt Almira.

But I looked at all of them with a stern face. I was grieving, there was no need for me to smile. Even if I didn’t really have to mourn because I knew the Nahar