Samuel and his father worked in Marsingfill for an entire week. Every day, he was busy, and barely had time to play with Nicola.
Most of the time, Lorrain was the one taking care of her. Sabrina was busy with her own work, and while Simpson was still young, he needed to learn how to manage the company.
It was another night of a long discussion. By the time they returned to the resort, Samuel was exhausted. Pinching his nose bridge, he mumbled, "Dad, since the contract is basically set, I'll leave tomorrow's banquet to you and Simpson. I have some matters to attend to back home."
Arthur replied, "Simpson already went back with Lorrain. You'll have to be the one to go with me."
Samuel was silent for a moment. "Seriously? Are you kidding me, Dad? Why are you making life difficult only for me? That brat Simpson is only thinking about his wife and kid all day, but he's still getting dividends from the company. While I'm so busy, he has gone back to the country? Am I your son or not?"
