The VIP Golden's were having lunch. Carl Johnson was not sitting with them. He had said that only made the bullying worse. He sat alone in the corner below them.
"I think fixing the problem with her father would make her rethink things." Violet sat back and waited for all the usual objections. She knew they had exhausted every single option except for this. But if she couldn't find her father, how would she ever find Yana's?
"We don't even know his name, let alone anything else," said Blake. "There is no trace of him anywhere if he ever even existed."
"Mother would know," said Tiara, sounding pensive. "I bet she even knows where he is now."
Everyone fell silent at the mere suggestion, but it was exactly what Violet needed. They would have to tell Carl and Tiara's mother and hope for th
