Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

Did Dad intentionally want me to die? I grumbled inwardly.

How important was it for me and the stranger to get acquainted? Dad did not waste time selling his daughter to someone twelve years older than me!

I reached the front of the public elevator and pressed the button for the elevator to go down to this floor. Soon the elevator stopped and went straight in. As soon as possible, I pressed button three. If I am not mistaken, that is the floor with the restaurant and the closest one to Dad's office. After pressing the button, the elevator doors closed. My body was already trembling...