C27 CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V

Dad’s mahogany desk had never fascinated me this much before; I kept my eye glued to the wide beautiful desk. It was also my first time of describing the desk as beautiful. However, I would do anything to avoid the stares Mom and Dad were currently giving each other. Are you shocked? I am as well. It had been a complete turnaround of tables.

After I took the bend to his office