Inside Dad’s office...
“No?! You said ‘No’ to a billion-dollar opportunity, which wasn’t just about money but also your dad’s dream project?” Maria’s voice thundered, echoing off the walls of the room. Her strides were purposeful, each step adding to the mounting tension in the air. Dad slouched in his chair, his fingers tangled in his hair, a portrait of anguish etched across his face.
“I did what’s more important,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper, drowned out by Maria’s intensity. My hands trembled as I struggled to maintain composure under her piercing gaze.
“What could be more important than a partnership with the Umera Osusf?” Maria’s frustration was palpable, her eyes ablaze with disbelief.
I cast a desperate glance at Dad, silently pleading for support or guidance, hoping h
