Archer
1 WEEK LATER
I sat in my chair with my whisky in my hand as I stared at Savien. He stood there quietly with his hands behind him. I'm in my penthouse right now. I normally come here to take care of matters more privately.
Savien had received enough treatment, and now he had recovered. I refrained from questioning him while he was unwell because I just didn't want to.
“So, Savien.” I began, my tone smooth and calm as I shifted in my seat
“Mind telling me what actually happened?” I asked while leaning into my chair.
“Miss Elena had escorted the kids to the eatery and decided to go to the restroom; she told me to wait for her outside, so I did what she asked me to.
I waited for over 3 minutes, and she wasn't coming out, so I panicked. I banged on the door and asked her if s
