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I arrived at dad's house in about an hour later, knowing fully well that he was going to ruin my mood that morning..
But what was I supposed to do?..
Refuse coming to see him?..
No, I was really not in for troubles now.
Grandpa's orders are more dreadful than the laws of Moses in fact and even though it's past eight already, I still had to see him.
“Pa. Harold has been waiting since eight” his personal guard said as I alighted from my car.
I closed my car door, shooting him a glare.
“What do you think I'll have done? Fly my car over others when I got caught in a traffic jam?"I demanded.
“I'm sorry boss" he bowed and all I did was walk past him without any other word. I'd been trying to be careful not to transfer so much aggression to the poor maids or guards these days,
