EVA'S POV
The next day, I was busy with my laptop, seated on a chair as I tried to go through the feasibility study my marketing team had sent over to my email.
"Eva," my mum opened my door and popped her head in.
"Mum, good afternoon."
"Afternoon, can you go see your dad, he needs to speak to you."
"Okay," I nodded, "I’ll be there."
"Please be nice," she pleaded, her eyes searching mine.
"I’ll try my best," I said, standing up and putting on a shirt over my bralette, and I walked to his room. I had no idea how I was supposed to face him. While a part of me understood that he wouldn’t have disowned me if I hadn’t helped Dante take over the company from him, I was still very angry with him. He shouldn’t have disowned me at the time when I needed him the most. Now at the door, I took
