I had no idea how quickly the days and weeks had flown. Mommy Amelia hadn't returned since I first saw Charlotte's name. Aunt Helena, on the other hand, never contacted me about what she had said about going out to talk. Archer never visited me, either.
Randall was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his black tuxedo tie. He would begin working immediately because he had already taken his one-month vacation. He would also have to coordinate the final partnership between the two companies.
Randall turned on me. I was leaning on the king-size bed while holding a magazine whose content was our company. Ever since I got upset about him restricting me to find out about the company, since then, he hasn't stopped me from gathering information.
He undercut his hair, wearing office and
