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Smith Drew POV

The following morning, I got up from the bed, still having a slit effect of the drugs I had last night, my feet walk downstairs and I took notice of my son seated with some business associate of the company, they turned their eyes the second my presence was felt.

"Good morning sir," one of them said, sewing my son's attention back, immediately he gets up from the couch and rushed over to me, "father!! Why are you here? You should be resting?" Darren says with a worried look on his face.

"Urgh!! I am fine my son, you do know how...