Chapter Fifty-Three
“Dottore Brioni, could you explain again why can’t Lady Beardley get a divorce since she’s been unhappy for many years, locked in a loveless marriage?”
Dottore Augusto Brioni, one of our most trusted lawyers and the best Sicily can offer, is a bald man with a very round paunch with an easy smile. He might have been your average good-natured grandfather, if you didn’t notice his piercing and quick eyes behind his thick glasses.
We contacted him a few months ago, but Chloé didn’t want to proceed with the divorce until she got word from her parents.
Now?
She sits straight on her chair, twisting a pen in her hand, ready to sign everything Brioni pushes in front of her.
But we were not ready for this news.
“Under current divorce law in England, a couple has to prove i
