Vincent's POV
I watch her retreating form as she leaves the room. What is wrong with her? She must have heard Celeste wrong, and now she's being so irrational about the whole thing.
I push that to the back of my mind and go to get ready instead.
One of my subordinates speaks to me through the mind link, asking for my presence on the training grounds.
It's going to be a busy morning. I get dressed and walk down the stairs for breakfast as all the maids greet me as I walk by.
I finally arrive at the table to see everyone seated except for Lacy and Brent.
Where the hell are they? The thought of what Celeste mentioned crosses my mind, but I shake it off. Brent wouldn't do something like that to me. I trust him.
The breakfast tastes bland for some reason.
'You, come here." I call
