Andrius POV
“I’m sorry, Sir Andrius. Madam Reya gave me the command.”
After the driver informed me of what happened to what I had ordered, I threw away the glass I was holding. I’m not sure where Caroline is anymore. My mind is exploding. I want to repeatedly hit the wall. Someone instantly contacted my phone before my rage had dissipated. I didn’t think twice about checking to see who had called. I instantly placed that into my ear and waited for the person on the other end of the line to speak.
“Child. What are you going to wear to your and Beatrice’s wedding? It’s getting close, and you still don’t have a suit.” My mother’s formerly icy tone has suddenly been replaced with a cheerful tone. This is what I used to expect from her. To be healthy again after what my father did to her.
