“Damian, you should know better that your father’s biggest dream and dying wish is to mark his firm across the skies of the seven continents, and this is that dream coming to fruition. I know your plans. Wash your father’s 49 years of sweat down the drain?” She began, immediately she entered the mansion, cutting him off with a wave, signalling him to keep shut before he could say welcome.
Now shaking, her eyes filled with concern and rage, she continued; “You are not flaunting that devil to the world. Neither will I let you make a wet blanket off this family’s noble name. Not while my eyes are on you, young man.”
He tilted his face to the door frame leading to the kitchen, avoiding his stray eye contact piercing into hers, as he was fully aware that the next agenda on her visit was to s
