Vivienne's eyes turned icy, her brows furrowing into a knot.
"Gone? He's disabled. Where could he go in just a few minutes?"
"Go find him immediately!"
The assistant didn't move, instead pulling out two stacks of documents from inside their jacket.
"The gentleman is missing, but the front desk just received two letters addressed to you."
Vivienne prepared to open and read them.
Asher playfully begged Vivienne to feed him strawberries, but Vivienne impatiently tossed the box of strawberries beside him.
Now she had no thoughts to spare, her only concern was discovering what game Alaric was playing with her.
For some inexplicable reason, her heart was pounding with anxiety at that moment.
With trembling hands, she opened the letter.
One document was labeled "contract termination agreement".
The other was titled "divorce papers".
"Alaric's just a cripple. How dare he actually divorce me? Where could he possibly go without me?"