Mr Robert

He was on his way to the garden.

Due to his father, Mr. Robert's immense love of flowers, he normalized being surrounded by delicate, gorgeous varieties of them. The garden of the Williams family mansion could be compared to a boutique.

It was that spacious, and with every head turn, different bushes of either rare or exotic flowers could be spotted.

Again, the servants would either be daft or dense to neglect it — it constantly gets taken care of more.

It was almost noon, and one would expect Tony, the partner of his pregnant girlfriend, to get anxious when he wakes up and finds her absent.

Then again…he was relieved.

With a big smile playing on his lips, he went on with his day — bath, ate, and even attempted to converse with his ever-so-stern mother. While she did respond to a question or two of his, Debby, his younger sister, didn't give a fuck.

As expected, she was rude to the core.

Tony felt this was a perfect chance to begin patching things up with his father, Mr. Roberts. As t