Adeline had been busy over the past few days after her last meeting with Darien.
She'd gotten occupied with her proposal, amending every little thing possible with the help of her grandfather's assistant, who occasionally gave her a few tips. And now, she was in the kitchen, baking cookies and cakes for Darien—because apparently, businessmen weren't excluded from the saying that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. At the end of the day, he was still a man.
Adeline wiped a bead of sweat from her face after putting the tray of cookies into the oven.
She only had three weeks left, and if Darien didn't sign the papers by then, she would continue to stay married to Theodore.
The thought made her shudder.
She'd also been busy with her lawyer, who was slowly drafting her divorce papers just in case everything worked out in her favor, so she could easily serve Theodore the divorce papers as soon as Darien's signatures stained the partnership documents.
