"Are you sure you want to do this, father? Isaac, would you not persuade father that this is not a great idea? What will people think?" Ivan's blue eyes were full of please for both the men as the four sat down to chat later that night about their encounter with Emmeline Whittemore.
Alex was, as usual, quiet, standing behind Ivan as his aide and guard. The other three were sitting down on the sofa set in Harold's study in their villa in the capital.
The two men had been staying in the capital for a few months now. The arrival of Emmeline Whittemore had now extended their stay here. And now she was making their lives even more difficult.
Ivan Whittemore had a point. People could think of Harold as petty who just wanted ownership of his daughter's businesses. In all honesty, that was a correct assumption. He had his ego bruised by a teenager and he could not bear it.