Dylan stumbled as he rushed all the way up to the rooftop, only to find it completely empty, nothing, no one there.
"Mr. Larc, we found this... in Mrs. Larc's bag. It's a divorce certificate." His assistant panted, scrambling up the stairs right behind him.
"What? What divorce certificate?" Dylan spun around so fast his head spun.
"When your sister passed away... you personally signed a divorce agreement with Mrs. Larc. It said that if you still hadn't changed your mind after five years, the marriage would automatically end once the term was up..."
The two little red booklets practically burned his eyes. How could he have completely wiped this whole thing from his memory?
So that meant... Margaux had already gone to get the divorce finalized, and she was planning... to leave him for g
