CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

- ACE -

"Did she receive it?" I ask Marco over the phone.

"Yes sir, I handed it to her as you wanted." He responds. I am sat comfortably in the back seat of my mercedes, heading somewhere. I stared at the front mirror then at my driver and sighed. Despite not caring, I'm itching to know her reaction to it.

"What did she do?" I ask subtly, keeping my eyes out the window. The tinted glass windows makes it easier to look outside despite the sun rays.

"The usual way, sir. Uninterested and disturbed." Marco said. I don't know why but hearing this made my lips form a line. Not because I'm dissatisfied but because I feel at ease. Why I feel at ease is something I don't understand.

"That's good. Get the dress to her before noon so she prepares for the event. I don't want any runaway wife again." I said to Marco. I was silent for a while despite being on the call. My mind went back to Richard. "Have the package handed to Lorelei through Claire."

"Understood." Richard said. This formal tone