Raton’s POV
Now was a perfect time to do what I wanted to do, the crowd was already seated, waiting for the breakfast to be served. I didn’t know why my grandfather had inherited that culture, but none of it mattered to me.
My only concern was getting Valerie to be at peace. “Come with me, Valerie.”
She protested trying to argue, but then I didn’t stop walking. We walked straight towards where everyone could see us standing.
“What are you doing?” She asked again.
“I am not going to kill you, Valerie.” I chuckled. “Please just play along with me. I want to make things clear.”
“I need everyone to hear something,” I said, turning towards the billionaires that sat around us. My voice was shaky, but my chest burned with something stronger than fear and conviction.
“Raton… what are you
