Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 126

"What do you mean it's gone? Are you joking!?" Scarlett snapped

"Will I seriously make a joke about this, mum? On a day like this?" Astrid asked with frustration. "I'm telling you - I had it kept in the safe! I used the safe for a purpose because I was sure nobody could get in without my code. I don't-I don't understand." A knock came on the door again, interrupting them. Scarlett answered the door and found a maid.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but it's Mr. Cheng. He's growing impatient and needs ma'am Astrid downstairs immediately," The maid reported.

It was the third time a maid was coming to get Astrid, and Astrid knew that if her grandfather had to call for her again, it would no longer be funny.

"Tell him she's on her way." Scarlett shut the door.

Astrid's face was pale with worry. "Mum, what do I do? I was supposed to start working on those designs already, and since I didn't sketch them myself, I can't remember a thing!"

"Why didn't you try taking pictures of them?"

"Well, I wasn't expecting the sketchbook to mysteriously vanish from my safe!"

Astrid restlessly paced the room. "Someone must've found their way in," she mumbled. "I'm sure it was hacked. Because there is no way that book can just mysteriously vanish. I spent the whole night checking every corner of the room, but I couldn't find it! Someone must've taken it!"

"Do you think it's Sylvie?"

"I don't know." She dug her fingers into her hair. "I don't think she's capable of doing something like that. I don't even know what to think right now, mum."

Šilence fell between them with Astrid still pacing the room.

She was losing her mind. This was not good.

She finally went downstairs to meet her grandfather who was fuming. If there was one thing Galen hated, it was having to wait for too long, especially on important matters.

arriving late and

aren't you dressed? Are you forgetting we're supposed to leave together?" He raked his eyes over her, taking

a little problem, Grandpa," she fiddled with her

are you talking

the sketchbook

Galen's eyes

quickly lowered her eyes to the floor, dreading that he was about to release a

lost your mind!?" He sprang to his feet, his voice ringing out like a slap

of his rage press down on her.

he rained

her voice was heavy with shame. "I suspect someone must've taken it from my room to

your excuse?" If his eyes had to get any redder, they could ignite flames.

pointed a finger at her. "You have until nightfall to recover those designs. I don't care if you have to re-sketch them or do whatever. Afterall, they're your designs. It shouldn't be so difficult remembering what they look like." Astrid's heart sank. Oh, God. This was not good. It couldn't

He paused at the doorway and turned to her, his

And do you know how embarrassing it will be if word of this

was gone, but his words stayed behind, choking the

doomed. What was she

*****

herself sitting in front of Lancelot at a poolside

trained on the undisturbed blue water in the

want to take anything?" Lancelot

her voice, even though she didn't meet

it looked

He lifted his glass

why I'm here. I want to know the truth." Sylvie