Anastasia POV
"It's the Mafia and Family accounts," I say using that as an excuse instead since he seems angry all of a sudden.
"Come on Anastasia" he yells in annoyance "I have a meeting with some business partners overseas and this is why you stop me? to speak about the accounts in the middle of a party?" he frowns in reply rubbing the top of his head in annoyance
I step back at his tone, "I just wanted to-"
"There is no need, from henceforth, anything concerning the accounts, Rachel, my sister will handle and make decisions for me, you do not have to have any direct contact with me anymore" he rolls his eyes walking away leaving me sad, hopeless and a confused mess.
My lips quiver and my eyes sting with tears but I don't let them fall, when a laugh from behind me halts me, my finge
