Chapter Thirteen
Pamela drove her father back home, she'd insisted that she'd take the rest of the day off for him even after he'd assured her that he was fine. Seeing that she was stubborn, he'd let her do her thing.
"You know, you're beginning to have every trait of mine, Pam."
"Is that so, dad?" She grinned at him.
"You're as stubborn as your father. It's not always a good thing to be stubborn, you know. It sometimes has its consequences," he said pinching the skin between his brows.
"As long as it's more advantageous, you can scratch that."
"I'll help in making your favourite dish today. I'll spend the rest of the day with you, dad, and we can both resume work tomorrow." She said, smiling at him.
"So, how do you find working as the designated CEO of Fallon Corporation?" Her
