Edward Pov
"So, what did you find out about Vivian?" I anxiously asked Neil. His eyes met mine, filled with a mix of sympathy and frustration.
He sighed before replying, "Sir, I'm sorry to say this, but we haven't been able to locate any concrete information on Vivian yet."
Anger and desperation coursed through me as I slumped back in my chair.
How could she have disappeared without a trace?
And why was it so difficult to uncover any leads?
My mind raced with suspicions, pointing accusing fingers at my own grandfather.
It couldn't be a coincidence that Vivian vanished when my arranged marriage was looming closer.
In that moment, it became harder to contain the rage building inside me. I slammed my fist down on the desk, causing papers to scatter and coffee to spill onto the f
