Liam’s POV
“It’s been six months since you and Emma got married, so I have decided that for you both to celebrate, you’re going host your first charity dinner,” my father said, finally looking up from his laptop and acknowledging my presence.
I had been sitting across from him from his desk at his home office for over twenty minutes and these were the first words he spoke to me since I got there.
“What? Why?” I asked, sitting up.
“Because I said so,” he stated, his face devoid of any form of emotion.
Because I said so. My God, he can be so childish sometimes.
“Is there a problem?” he asked, closing his laptop and folding his arms on the desk. “If I’m correct, you come from a respected family in society. That aside, I recall you telling me that you had told Emma that part of the
