"And by the way, Hon. Before I forgot, your mom texted me. Your parents want us to go to your company.” Athena said as she was fastening her seatbelt inside their car.
Michael Angelo looked at his wife with brows furrowed. "Why?" He asked. Athena shrugged.
"I don't know." Michael Angelo nodded and started to drive.
They arrived at the car park of their company. "Hon, we should clean your bruises first. Your parents will be wondering about that." She pointed at some bruises on his face. Athena took the first aid kit at the compartment and start cleaning Michael Angelo's wounds. After that, they went out of their car and entered the building where the Smiths owned. They were greeted by the guards and the staff who saw them.
When they reached the floor where the office of Michael
