Ch 7: Affair of my wife

Caspar's POV

" Dad, I gotta go. Excuse me."

I got up and walked out of the living room. Returned back to my bedroom, took my credit cards and passport. ' I need to settle down in France for a few days to look for that woman. That's the least I can do if I want to find her.'

I changed my clothes into casual wear. Black pants and black shirt, topped with a leather jacket and pair of black gloves. I looked at myself in the mirror and smirked.

' This is a perfect distinguish since I don't want to gather attention from the US media. Also I don't plan to let my dad find out I'm going to stay in France for a while.'

I rubbed my forehead in frustration. ' If Dad gets to know he will inform chairman Austin Diór to follow me which I can never let happen.'

I hurriedly rushed out without getting seen by my parents. Asked one bodyguard to drive me to the airport because I can't use a private jet.

After a few hours, in the evening.

I was in my hotel suite, relaxing alone and watching televisio