It has already been two months, and just as expected, I have no other option but to work in my father's company.
To him, I'm just like a tool....... a worthless one to be precise.
He feels like I have no right to my life, and feeling which is damn correct.
I was in my office on a hot Wednesday afternoon, when I suddenly heard a knock on my office door. I already told my workers that I won't be available today because I want to rest and be alone because all I need right now is to cool my brain down from stress.
"Come in!". I said angrily while gazing at my laptop which was in front of me.
I try pretending like I'm busy because the only person I'm damn aware of that can go against my order is my Dad! And I have no way to complain........ because I'm not the owner of the company.
