He stops in his tracks and turns around with the most genuine smile I've ever seen on his face. "Finally!" He grins as he strides towards me, and grabs my hands.
"I'll only divorce if you give me a million rubcs, and full parental rights for Anthon." I mutter clasping my hands avoiding his grip my legs shake involuntary as I nervously fidget my fingers around. "And this should be written down and stamped with a seal, and officially notified." I whisper, keeping my head down, too scared to look at his face.
"Of course, of course, OF COURSE!" He boasts chuckling like he just won the lottery. "Get me a pen, paper, and my stamp." is the last thing I hear before it's written down in ink and swept in front of me, "just sign here." I bite my lip and reach for the pen, I quickly sign with a breath of relief, "I need a copy." I mumble and pass it across the crystal clear table, I finally peek up and see a huge grin of satisfaction spread across his face.
"My money needs to be in gold coins." Is all I have to say as the butler tosses a bag on the table. "As you know, I expect you to leave by tomorrow."