Three days later, the "United Front" made its first public appearance since the disaster.The funeral for Marcus was held at a small, private cemetery overlooking the Hudson. It was a cold, somber affair, attended by the elite of New York—the same people who had watched Ivy’s humiliation at the gala.Dante stood at the head of the casket, dressed in impeccable black, his hand firmly holding Ivy’s. She wore a veil of black lace that obscured her eyes, making her look like a mourning widow before she was even a bride.As the priest spoke of "loyal service" and "tragic loss," Ivy scanned the crowd. She saw the whispers. She saw the way the board members from Chapter 13 looked at her—no longer with pity, but with a burgeoning fear. They saw the way Dante looked at her. He didn't look at her like a trophy anymore. He looked at her like she was the only thing holding the world together.After the service, Julian Vane approached them."Dante," Vane said, his voice oily with false sympathy. "
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