I remained seated. - That's fine. I can go home alone.
He tilted his head in question. - Is there a problem?
I shook my head. - No, I just have other plans. Internally, I shuddered because I didn't like lying. My conscience contested it, considering that I had been lying to Frank for the past seven years.
- Oh?
I examined my brain for a reason to have something else to do instead of leaving with Frank. - I have a meeting with Lucas.
Frank became tense and his friendly expression diminished. - I understand. Did he find more information about your mother's will?
- That's what I hope to find out.
- Well, I hope everything goes well. And with that, Frank left my office.
I sighed, wondering how I was becoming the kind of person I didn't want to be. The only way to prevent myself from ly
