“Sir?” Beta Stephen’s voice is hesitant at the door. “There’s a…Mr. Lorinc here to see you? He says he has an appointment.”
Victor draws his brows close over his eyes. “I don’t recognize that name,” he says, standing.
“Apologies, sir,” a small bearded man peeks out from behind Stephen’s shoulder. “I believe that your wife made the appointment – the children’s mother?”
Victor frowns. “Evelyn?”
“No,” the man’s face creases with concern. “A Mrs. Amelia Kensington.”
Victor’s frown deepens as he considers that that’s not quite her name, but he nods. “Please, Mr. Lorinc. Come in. I admit, I don’t know the occasion for your visit, but if Amelia arranged it then I’m sure it’s important. Stephen,” Victor turns his eye to his Beta. “Would you please ask Amel-“
“No need!” Amelia says, breez
