Divorce Or Die

"My lord, my lord! A messenger from the royal family had arrived with a letter." Harold paused. He excused himself with the business associate he was talking to and followed his butler. 

Others smiled and let him go but they exchanged glances as if they could feel the uneasiness on Harold's face.

Harold knew this was about to come. He had prepared himself well. He felt Charlotte's cold eyes on him as if telling, "I have told you to get rid of that woman!" but he ignored her.

He went to the quiet meeting room where two men were waiting for her. 

"My lord." The man bowed and passed the letter to Harold's butler. He held the letter as if it was scalding his skin and hurriedly brought it to Harold.

Harold took a deep breath and opened the letter when the messenger did not leave. He also noticed the accountant sitting with the messenger. His eyes scan the contents of the letter with a grim face.