Chapter 67 I Want A Wedding
- "Give me that," Ivy collected the tray of whiskey from the maid, sashaying her way to Mateo’s room. She was aware he wanted to drink because he was thinking about her dead sister again.
- If only he knew, she restrained a chuckle as she knocked on the door and let herself in.
- He wasn’t in his room, and she settled the tray with a frown.