I took my time sorting through the documents on my desk. "I don't know. Isn't Bianca supposed to be in charge of your father's medical affairs now?"
Damian paused. "She's been busy with work lately and hasn't had time for these trivial matters."
"Trivial matters?" I repeated, smiling. "So, taking care of your parents is a trivial matter? Then why did you write it into my KPI back then?"
Damian's voice turned cold. "Sylvia, I'm not here to dig up old grudges. The hospital says you were the one who arranged the previous appointments, and you're the only one who can re-coordinate them."
I admitted with a smile, "I can, but I won't."
Damian clearly hadn't expected me to be so direct. "Do you have to be so childish? This concerns my father's health!"
I retorted, "And? Damian, we're divorc
