Chapter 4
Sonny stormed into the house, his heart once again in his throat, still not understanding
how this had happen.
How had Carly, with Michael and numerous bags, gotten past his best guards and
then just disappeared?
So far, he didn't have a clue.
His guards didn't have any answers.
And Sorrel was gaining on him.
Shaking slightly he poured himself a drink, turning as the door was opened by Johnny:
"Sorry boss, but you have a delivery. They won't let me sign."
Cursing under his breath, Sonny stalked to the door, signed for the envelop, slammed the door and returned to the bar.
It was there that he opened it as he sipped at his drink. Taking
out the papers, his eyes grew wide with anger and surprise before he wheeled
and threw the glass he held at the door. The divorce papers falling
unheeded to the floor at the same time he did.
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Carly looked at Dax as the limo made it's way up the winding road towards the Palace. "Are
you sure we can pull this off?" she asked him as she fidgeted with the hem
of her pale blue skirt, the sounds of the pleas for the crown surrounding them
on the car's radio.
"It's the only chance," he sighed. "And please, stop that.
You'll be fine."
"It's just I haven't had to do something like this in years," she admitted
as she looked at her watch and frowned slightly.
"What is it?"
"I just. . . he should be getting the papers
about now. . ."
"Do you regret that decision?"
Carly shrugged, "I don't know. He married Carly Roberts, not
Caroline Winslow. He wasn't all too happy with Carly, how could he accept
the changes that Caroline would cause in his world?"
"With his line of work, I'm sure he would've appreciated the Diplomatic Immunity
that came with it."
"That's not funny Dax," Carly sighed with a
roll of her eyes as she shifted to face him.
"But it got you to smile."
Carly shook her head as she looked over to a sleeping Michael.
"He'll be safer here, won't he?"
"I will see to it personally. He will be well protected. He is, as
it stands, the heir to the throne."
"Don't remind me," Carly grimaced. "Especially considering
the state of the monarchy right now."
"Which you can change. Mind if I ask how you plan on doing so?"
"By moving this country into the 21st century. Really Dax, the answer is very simple if my older brothers would
just stop fighting long enough to think. Truthfully, if all of this is
some sort of deception, I'm not surprised it worked. Richard has always
been too trusting and Edmund always too hell bent on getting the crown."
