"But Zia..." Ivan paused, his brows creased and he unconsciously took a step back. "Iñigo is dead." He affirmed, staring right into her eyes.
"Me and Niko saw his body." Ivan clarified, reminding Zoey that the person everyone treated as a taboo was dead already.
Everyone in the Silva Family had mourned for him. Although Iñigo was almost the complete opposite of Nikolai Silvestri, they were still brothers.
"Did you take his pulse?" Unfazed by the facts thrown at her, Zoey arched her brow. "Did anyone touch his body and genuinely mourn for him? Ivan, he could've staged the entire funeral since the Silva Family had done it for formality." In a matter-of-fact tone, Zoey shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly as she faced the water flowing while the glint of the moonlight shone on its surface.
