Chapter 142
- BACK HOME
- Clutching onto my satchel and purse at the airport, I don't fritter any second exploring the airport or savoring the fresh tranquil aura. I instead scan for my chauffeur, Mike, and my eye hunt for him doesn't take much of my time. I spot him without much hustle and stroll to him in haste, the ailment of my father being the only thing echoing in my mind.
- "Hi, Mike!" I greet him, and he turns to me.