(Mira's POV)
Daniel.
"Who is calling me at this time of the night?" I snapped into the phone, trying not to swallow and completely acting like I didn't know who it was.
"You going to pretend you don't know who's talking to you…little sister?" He chuckled amusedly.
"What do you want, Daniel Alvin?" I asked quietly.
To the public eye, my father, the feared Baron, had only one child, me. But he had another child, my elder brother, Daniel.
And he didn't like the public to know about him for a reason I wasn't too proud of.
"The same reason I always call you for, sweet pea." He replied and I could feel the grin all the way through the phone.
Money. He always needed money.
"Meet me tomorrow at the rendezvous point. Two in the afternoon, Mimi. Don't be a minute late or else…" he left the threat hanging in the air and hung up before I could say anything else.
The bastard!
