#Chapter35
LARISA'S POV
/"Welcome to your new humble home!/" Dad says as he gestures his hands around. I don't even bother to look around the house. It's not like I haven't seen a mansion before. It's the exact same size as Anthony. The different is the colour and furniture.
All I want to do right now is to run inside a room and lock myself never coming out and asked myself why do I loose nice stuff and keep getting ugly stuff? My life is so messed up. I just need to cry my sorrows out about not seeing Anthony's handsome face and deep voice.
/"Ray, go and bring five bottles of my expensive wines!!/" He shouts to the guy standing by the wall. He nods and walks away. I don't even want to call him dad it doesn't act like one.
/"Sir!!/" I shout out to get his attention.
/"Call me Dad./"
/"Why should I?/" I asked my anger increasing by the minutes.
/"Because sweetheart, I'm your biological father./"