Chapter 43

ANTHONY FLOYD

Sophie hasn't replied to my texts nor answered my calls. It's almost one week since the incident, and she's still not listening to me.

This is unlike her. She would always come running into my arms after a fight once I got her a gift.

I paced restlessly, rubbing my temple. I need to get her back as soon as possible. I need to prove to grandpa that I'm worthy of owning a part of Floyd's holding.

The door burst open, and dad barged in.

I paused, my heart skipping a beat.

He approached me fiercely, his eyes burning with rage.

“How much more time do...