ADAM STONE DE’LEON’S POV
I smirk at this vulnerable family. “So, what you are clearly saying is that you cannot control your own daughter? If you can’t control a hopeless, desperate, and defenseless person who happens to be your daughter, then I don’t get how you were able to have control of everything and even make it to this circle of the rich. No offense, though!”
“Adam!” The father yells in disapproval.
I shrug my shoulders and raise my hands. “Just my thoughts, but I am sorry,” I respond.
I don’t even get why we have to dwell on this, honestly. It is already enough that they are forcing me into this. It is disgusting enough that they want to buddle the blackship of this family with my sweet life. A lady with a child has no life, no hope, and nothing at all. She is completely usele
