Alric’s POV
“It’s the new edition—so much improvement,” Andrian had his smile too eager, like he was convincing himself more than anyone else.
I shot him a cold glance. “It’s a waste of time. Demand is low, value is worse. Keep throwing your money into failing companies and you’ll end up broke.”
Andrian opened his mouth to argue, but I was already glancing at the hall. The spot where I’d left that little flea was empty.
Argh. Babysitting a child would’ve been easier. If I find her, I might just break her legs.
“Excuse me for a moment,” I muttered, leaving the gathering.
I caught a waiter on my way out. “Hey, have you seen the small girl that danced with me on stage?” My voice was clipped; I hated wasting words, and hated wasting breath. If she thought running off was a game, I’d brea
