Arabel's POV
There is a party going on.
Glad that I had Lucia look after Daisy after she stubbornly insisted on coming for my appointment, I stare down at my dress and shrug.
It isn't a dinner gown but it is ok for this unannounced party.
I am surprised too. My secretary didn't mention it nor did Griffin when we spoke this morning on my way to London.
Glancing around for the familiar face, five large fingers appear in the air, waving and signalling to me to come. When I see his face, I smile.
It is Griffin.
Majestically, I walk towards him, hoping we can have at least thirty minutes for the scheduled minute before I book the next available flight back to New York. Considering my new partnership, I know I won't be stable in London for now.
Five years is a long time. Not for the cont
