Richmond's POV
Something is not right. Why is Father suddenly in a rush to hand over the company to me? For years, I've been begging him to speed up the process, but he refused. Now, he wants to do it all in three days? That's outrageous and almost impossible.
A tired sigh escapes my lips as I move my trolley further to the next shelf displaying baby feeding bottles. Shopping for baby things has been the best part of fatherhood so far. Baby items are so cute, seeing them serves as a form of therapy. It's a huge contrast to the shrill cries we have to suffer at night.
I look back at the previous shelf I just walked away from, trying to remember the product I wanted to pick up from there. Just as I'm turning my attention back to the shelf in front of me, I catch sight of Cassidy from the
