"Has a cat suddenly gotten a hold of your tongue, mister?!" Fay questioned, eyeing him from his head, down to his toes and back.
She had almost made it to the company when she remembered an important document she left in her room.
Because of how confidential that document was, she couldn't just tell anyone to bring it to her.
She had decided to return home and take it herself.
Imagine her surprise when she entered the house, and one of her staff told her there was an Ace Atticus that had arrived to see her grandfather.
Her heart had skipped a beat first, her thoughts going to her daughter.
She couldn't afford for Ace to see her. It didn't help that Dream was a replica of her father. The only thing she had gotten from her was the colour of her hair, and her dimples.
Everything else was her father.
She hurried into the house only to be told Dream had been sent into her room in the company of her nanny.
