~~ Ace's POV

I watched as my father stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring into the dark yet night that glistened with lights everywhere. Yet I knew the neutral expression I had managed to mirror on his face contradicted the rage that burned inside of him.

The event had only just ended when he called me into this suite on the top floor. But for over twenty minutes, he hadn't spoken a word since we got there. And it made the atmosphere slightly awkward.

I expected him to yell as usual. Rant like never before while I gave him a piece of my mind.

After what seemed like...