RODRIGO’S POV:
Crisanto's face dropped, he stared at the floor for a long time before he silently muttered, “I will sign the properties back to him,” he murmured.
“That’s what I thought. Go get the papers,” Mrs. Crisanto encouraged, staring at him.
Silently, he obediently walked into the room and walked out with documents and a pen, walking closer to me.
He signed his part of the document and passed it to me to complete my part of the transfer of ownership.
“Good, now apologize to him,” Mrs. Crisanto blurted out, eagerly.
“And why would I do that?” Crisanto retorted with raised eyebrows.
“Baby, look, daddy is being a bad person,” Mrs. Crisanto reported to their daughter with a smile.
“Okay, let’s send Daddy to jail,” her little voice sounded in response.
“I’m sorry, Rodrigo, for e
