Divorce conditions!

Viaan didn’t wait for her and held the papers up in his hands. “This is the answer!”

The four words reverberated in the hall, gaining a suspicious glance from Kiara. She scrutinized his face and then the file in his hand.

“What is it?” She questioned, sounding alert; fine lines creased her forehead. Her prying eyes took a calculative peek at the white papers, which he extended to her and walked to the sofa.

Kiara flipped the transparent cover over the file, wondering about the inner contents. Her heart thudded against her chest, dreading something unpleasant.

“Read it yourself!” She heard him utter nonchalantly while her eyes glued to the content with eyes full of suspicion. Her fingers tightened over the pages as she continued reading, holding her breath. Viaan observed the frequency with which her eyeballs moved across the page. Perhaps her mind tried to grasp everything with that stress in her facial expressions.

A mischievous curve tugged his lips into a smirk. His eyes shone with