Raton’s POV
That evening after I left my grandfather’s presence, I didn’t go home immediately. I sat down at the poolside, thinking about how I could escape from all of this mess.
I stared at the pool as the lights from the bulbs shined, casting their reflection on the water.
My hands remained inside my pocket, my face covered with a thick frown.
While I was seated there, my phone started to buzz. At first, I didn’t want to pick it up, but then I decided to check who was calling.
When I brought the phone out of my pocket, Sophia’s name on the screen was the first thing I saw. I sighed and dropped the phone on the small stool that was beside my chair.
The phone stops ringing, and then one of my grandfather’s maids walks towards me with a glass of wine. “This would help you calm yo
