Fanuel.

I huffed in frustration and stopped typing while I averted my gaze sharply to Mirabel.

I don't know who invited her here or why she has the right to come here to disturb my little serious moment.

"I could help Fanuel,those documents might become invalid to the law through my dad's help "

"Are you done?"

I say dryly and turned my gaze to the laptop.

"Fanuel,can you at least let me show you I want to help,I want to prove how sorry I am."

"I don't need your help and there's nothing to prove,your obsession had made you go crazy by spiking my wife's drink and conniving with...