Ivy fell to her knees on the floor, confused and shocked by what was happening in front of her. It's like a dream for her. The worst and most terrible dream. Ivy's hand was still gripping her father's icy cold hand tightly. She didn't know how long her father had been dead. She deeply regretted not accompanying her father last night. At least she wanted to be by her father's side in her father's final moments.
"Ms. Ivy what happened?"
A maid came when she heard Ivy crying very loudly. The maid still didn't understand what was going on and only peeked in confusion from the doorway.
"Quickly call Doctor Beaford. Something happened to my dad. He didn't move."
The woman choked. She immediately realized what Ivy meant and rushed off to call for help.
"Ffi-fine. I will tell the others too."
