Logan's P. O. V.
I’d mastered the act of calmness. Over the years, I became good at faking it. When my mom barged into my office crying her eyes out, I'd stopped myself from reassuring her that I'd go to Italy even for her sake. Even though Dani had talked to me about it, I still didn't know if I wanted to go. I'd be seeing a lot of my families that I'd last seen a couple of years ago. It's going to be awkward.
My father planned this and I knew the ultimate reason why he wanted me there was for two reasons. One, to ask about me sharing his brother's wealth with him. Two, to accuse me of killing him just to have everything to myself. He already made mention of it earlier.
As I rode the back seat of my car heading home, his words came back striking hard like an axe.
" you were her des
