"Melody, your father and I think we should go back first to see him. You... shouldn't join us just yet. You just got back from the hospital, and I'm worried it might upset the child," said Stella.
"I'll go with you," Melody Thorne raised her head. "He's my grandfather, and I want to see him off on his last journey. Grandpa was always good to me and was looking for me before. I want to say goodbye to him."
"Well..." Stella looked towards Jared Quinn, silently seeking his opinion.
"We'll set out early tomorrow," Jared Quinn spoke up. "Get some rest tonight, and I'll arrange a private plane."
Stella and Howard Seymour exchanged a glance. "Alright then."
"Melody Thorne, I need to talk to you," Stella Seymour looked at her and naturally walked outside to the hall.
"I'll be right back," Melody Thorne followed her out.
Outside was a garden set up by the butler and the servants. Stella Seymour stood there, appearing much more mature over the past few days.
