"Before I present my plan for our foundation's charity works for next year. I want Papa Bishop to hear it first...also his opinion," I said to start up the small meeting in between Nico, my father-in law and I.
The two Possilicos in front of me sit up straight. They are looking at me sternly. It's clear that at the moment. I am not here as Nico's wife and the chairman's daughter-in law but the new chief administrator.
Papa rested his back on his swivel chair while Nico's proper posture remain. Only that his lips has this proud little smirk. I caught him stealing glimpses from his Father. His eyes is trying to convey a non-verbal communication with him.
"You may proceed."
I click on the remote control in my hand. Pictures from different charity event popped up in the screen. "Base o
