Chapter 14
IANTHE BARDOT
I paced the annoyingly spacious living room of our mansion, my hands folded so hard into my palm that I almost drew blood. My anger was mounting with every second of silence in the mansion. I groaned in anger, then stalked towards the bar, grabbed a bottle of wine and chugged down a large gulp before turning to meet my family, a snarl etched unto my face.
"Things are just not going according to what we planned!" I could not help but yell, glaring at each family member that was currently seated and staring at me.
There was our oldest brother, Corey Bardot, who was a doctor in one of the most famous hospitals in the country. He was known for his agility and ability to always make the impossible happen.
