Chapter Forty-Three
The opening of the double doors to her right jerked Madam Denise out of her thoughts, and she turned swiftly towards it, letting her bleeding hand drop to her side.
Nathan stared at his mother with an impassive face, as he walked towards his desk, unbuttoning his jacket.
"What brings you here, mother?" He asked as he draped his suit jacket over his chair, and took his seat behind the desk.
"What brings me here?!" Madam Denise walked briskly towards the desk and frowned darkly upon her son "You are asking me that, Nathan?!"
"Why, what else should I do mom?" He asked ,wearily. He was not in the mood to deal with his mother "Do you think I'm psychic?!'
"No, I think you're being a fool" Madam Denise said darkly, and Nathan frowned up at her, his inky black eyes flashi
