EARLIER,
"Sir, Helen wants to have a word with you!"
"Tell her we'll have a word when I get back from London." David was really in a bad mood that morning. First his cousin had foolishly lost a contact that would have benefited their company cause of his greed.
The information he hired the best detective for was just futile which got him upset even more. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't find his wife Tyler or their rumoured child.
His mother was hellbent on him marrying Helen Gendarme a spoilt brat who was 18 years younger than he is just for the sake of producing a heir. For fucks sake what would he be doing with a kid whose life just started.
David let loose of his black tie around his neck out of frustration. He was a stubborn man that never gave up no matter what, he would not get married to another woman until he confirms Tyler and his child are dead.
