Raton’s POV
I had never imagined I could be trapped in all of these that were happening. I couldn’t act exactly what my grandfather wanted and I couldn’t agree to Valerie’s decisions.
I couldn’t let her slip away from my hand, even while she had decided to work for someone else and not my family despite what we have invested in her.
That evening, I was seated with my grandfather in his small garden, outside his mansion. He leaned forward and poured a drink into his glass.
He had refused to say a word since I arrived there, instead, he admired the atmosphere, listening to the birds that whistled in the tall trees.
I didn’t bother to speak anymore, it was wise to wait for when he was ready to speak but when? I was already nervous he would ask for something almost impossible.
I sta
