KAREN’S SUGAR DADDY

The three of us gathered into our family mansion's foyer. We were standing side by side, as our father had called us down for something very important.

Olivia sat on the stairs, annoyed by the whole situation, while Christine had her eyes glued to her phone.

Me? I was worried. This was totally unlike father. If there was any good things to tell us, he would just send us a text, or maybe a phone call. He wouldn't demand we all gather in person.

I tried to look on the bright side. Maybe he was getting re-married. Unlikely; father was just a wreck in the past few...