Charles’s POV
I had been in my car for the past 30 minutes, I was parked outside my father’s house debating whether or not to go in or not, if I had my way, I wouldn’t even be a 100 miles from the house but as they said, wishes were horses which men could ride.
I had been putting off this visit for the past two weeks but today, I had come into the office and my secretary had informed me that my father had called personally, not one of his countless minions but he had picked up the phone himself and called, he had asked her to inform me he wanted seeing me at home today.
That was not an order I could ignore, not when he had called himself, if I failed to show up, I will be considered rude and disrespectful, I did not want to add those to already substantial book of misdeeds.
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