38. Boiling Rage

Fabian's POV

I wait for her to say something as I sit there, but she doesn't say anything. Instead, she just stays quiet and sits in front of me for a while. Until my dad called. It was a warning call. I know my dad won't stop bothering me until I have to listen to him again, but things are different now. I'm married, and I take care of my own sh*t, no his.

I turned off my phone and stood up to close the window. But I saw a red laser pointing at my chest, so I quickly ducked in and closed the window. Abby was surprised to see me, but she took the gun and threw it at me. I get it and start looking for the enemy.

"Sniper..." The man who tried to kill me used a professional sniper, so I took Abby out of the penthouse and had some of my men keep an eye on the area and be on guard.

Then again, my phone rings. "Do you realize how angry I am that you treat me that way!" My Dad did it.

"So you want to kill your own child?"

"You are not my son. You're my adopted child who I raised from nothing