Chapter 1792: Ian Shelby Becomes King

Janelle’s thoughts were very clear; she had been thinking for a long time since arriving, and these opinions received Trevor’s approval.

Henry Miller also agreed, "Miss Mills, this idea is very good, so that church wedding plan can be eliminated."

"Does Riventhal have a quiet cafe amidst the noise? Something with a touch of elegance, a bit of a larger venue, maybe we can book the place?" Janelle suggested.

"Yes." Henry, being in this business, certainly knew well, "Currently, there are three places Miss Mills might be quite satisfied with. Would you like me to take you there to have a look?"

Janelle glanced at Trevor, "Shall we go? Are you in a hurry to get back to the company?"

Trevor smiled, "No rush, let’s go now. We can chat about the specific details on the way, there are many specifics to align."

"Okay."

The three then stood up with the plan, chatting as they walked, discussing the selection of wedding dresses and suits, as well as the wines for the banquet.

Yes, Trevor and Janelle had already secretly started planning a wedding for Old Mills and Sister Sterling.

They’re planning to organize it as soon as Sister Sterling is discharged from the hospital!

To give them a surprise directly! Old Mills doesn’t need to prepare anything, he’s worked hard during this period.

In the hospital, Old Mills was meticulously taking care of Sister Sterling, serving tea and water, telling her stories and chatting about old classmates, occasionally triggering deep-hidden memories for her.

Seeing the wrinkles at the corners of Old Mills’ eyes as he smiled, Carlotta sat leaning against the head of the bed, her heart filled with emotions.

Time truly flies.

Lorelei, this bustling realm, quickly arrived on the 28th.

Prince Bertie’s health had fully recovered under medication, he even gained a few kilograms during this time, and his overall state and complexion were great.

The coronation ceremony for the new king would be grandly held today at the St. Mary’s Cathedral, attended by important members of the royal family and significant leaders from neighboring and friendly countries.

The ceremony had been rehearsed, and the scene was still particularly magnificent.

Justin Kingston and Mia Lane had arrived yesterday with Finn Morgan, they were arranged to stay in the royal residence and were warmly received.

The siblings also met; Finn saw Ian Shelby and met the King.

Ian’s coronation ceremony was majestic and solemn, and the well-traveled Finn was astounded by the atmosphere, finding the scene even more grandiose than on television.

He accompanied his sister; Jocelyn wore a purple waisted dress, her hair in a ponytail, her makeup exquisite.

It’s not hard to see her nervousness and excitement.

Justin held Mia Lane’s shoulder; both were dressed for the occasion, feeling excited and happy for Ian.

Princess Catherine stood by the King’s side; both were formally dressed in grand attire, wearing hats worn only at the most significant occasions.

Catherine’s makeup was exquisite, she was dignified with a regal presence, holding the King’s arm, appearing calm, though with a hint of complexity inside.

She had imagined this day countless times, yet the one completing the coronation was her own son.

To say there was no emotional shift would be a lie, there was a bit, after all, she’s a mother; no mother wouldn’t consider her child.

Taylor today looked like a child; he was dressed formally, his shoes were the latest custom designs.

Today, he looked proper, serious, adhering strictly to etiquette, a stark contrast to his usual mischievous self.

Julie was still dressed in her military uniform with white boots, feeling unwilling inside, yet had already compromised.

Prince Louis inheriting the throne was widely expected, aligning with public sentiment. The King’s health fully recovered, his formidable presence still intact; anyone disrupting could potentially be expelled from the royal title, the royal physician being the best example.

Everyone knows this move is somewhat a warning.