"Here, Those girls are great opportunities." Harry said with a sheet of paper in his hand and walking to Benjamin. The 'opportunities' as the words to describe the girls.
'It's like I don't even know him, anymore', Benjamin thought.
Harry had a smile on his face. He sat on the chair beside his son and started to talk.
"We have four girls. Well, not all are girls."
"What, are they boys?" Benjamin asked and Harry looked at him, horrified.
"Don't talk nonsense, boy! You should take this seriously, Benjamin, because the clock is ticking and we're almost out of time."
"Sure…"
Harry didn't give much attention to the way Benjamin was acting. The only thing that mattered, to him, was getting his hands on the money needed and saving his property and himself from poverty.
