SAMUEL PARK
I snapped out of my thoughts when a notification pinged on my cell phone. I opened w******p to find a message from Borris.
WhatsApp on
“The girls are already with Miss Isabella. They want to return to the club today to start working instead of going home to rest.”
I sighed.
“All right. When they leave the club at night, you can take Merlin home, and I'll take Catherine.”
Typing...
“All right.”
WhatsApp off
Borris had always been discreet and reliable. He was one of the longest-serving employees, having worked here since my father ran the empire. He often had his doubts about my decisions but never voiced them without first considering whether to offer advice. Despite being a close friend of Douglas Park, he was never intrusive.
I decided to take a break from my office
