010 — STUBBORN, JUST HOW HE HATES IT.

AMANI

It’s settled. I do believe that I have descended into the mangrove of craziness, straight into Crazy town and landed in Crazy river.

Because why am I actually contemplating Bhyron’s offer?

He’s right. Aunt Ophelia and I actually have less than twenty four hours to cough up twenty million dollars, otherwise, we might as well kiss our family company goodbye.

I’m supposed to be looking for ways to repay the loan, but all I’ve been able to do for the past few hours is stare at pictures of my dead son and cry my eyes out.

I sure as hell know we’re not coughing up anything before twelve noon tomorrow. We might as well choke in the process.

So it’s settled. I’m attending the grand opening of La Mariée Dansante. Great.

Even though I’m currently in a hateful relationship with the Macaulays, especially with their golden first born son; even though I’m still mourning the death of my precious boy, I cannot sit around and watch my parents’ hard work go down the drain. I have to do somethin