Adele's pov

I'm feeling so nervous right now, it's as if I'm sitting for an interview.

Mr and Mrs Evans sat on a love sit opposite us, another gorgeous lady who look a lot like Mrs Evans...sat on a sofa next to them.

She folded her arms on her chest and stared at me attentively, her stare is giving me goosebumps.

"So...tell us truthfully, is your father a businessman?" Mr Evans asked.

I bite my lower lip, swallowed the nervous lump in my throat and shook my head.

"No" I answered. "He was a farmer"

It's better I tell him the truth now, I can't bear the repercussions if he...