As soon as Autumn heard that Maverick had finalized the divorce proceedings, ready for court, she acted without hesitation. She barely paused to catch her breath after work before instructing the manor’s maids to pack her belongings.

She couldn't predict when Iris might make her move—or Ivan, for that matter. Since her last encounter with him, she'd been avoiding him like the plague.

Her fingers trailed along the railing as she descended the steps slowly, step by step, taking in the mansion around her for what she hoped would be the last time.

"Madam Autumn, we're all done," one of the maids informed her gently. Autumn gave a slight nod...