𝙐𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙙

chapter 3

RYZE CAVADZADE POV

"Rori," I called her as I fixed my tie, getting ready for the office. She didn't answer me. Looking around, my eyebrows knit a little as I realized that rori slipped out of the room.

I check my wrist watch. Rori only has 30 mins to get to the school and her hair is still not combed.

"Rori," I walk out of the room and look around only to find her lying on the sofa, almost asleep. God, this girl. She falls asleep at any time of the day and anywhere.

"Wake up sweetie, you're getting late," I mumble and carry her to her room.

"I want to sleep," she says, lifting her head up from my shoulder. "I don't want to go to school."

"I'm not letting you stay home this time, you've skipped enough of your classes,"

Setting her at the tip of the bed, I brush her hair and tie with her favorite pink ribbon.

"You're in second grade, it's time you stay focused on your studies." I give her the stern look. The kind of look my employees would get scared of but... Rori doesn't.

"Are you serious, Ryze? I'm only in grade second!" She answers back with the same stern look, folding her hand above her chest for a little effect to enhance her attitude.

I can't win with her, so I simply lift her and put her in the car. "We're having dinner with mom and dad today. They miss you a lot since you've been staying with me for a week."

"Oh no, I love staying with my brother. Ryze, tell me it's just dinner," she complains. I chuckle a little at her attitude. She really doesn't care if she's being rude or not and just says what she feels. She almost got me bitten up once with this attitude. I had to settle things with a lot of patience.

"Mom and dad's gonna get hurt by your talk," I give her a little smile and I drive to her school.

"Okay," she starts, "but next week I'm coming back to your place!"

She has this attitude that God knows where she got it from. But this little princess does make me laugh. She plays with her school bag, as I park my car in front of your school.

"We're there, already?" She complains. "Oh no!"

"Good luck with your day," I tease her a little with a slight smile as I carry her out of the car and into the school.

"Okay, I'm a big girl. I can go myself from here," she exclaims so I set her down and kiss her cheek as a goodbye.

She runs inside. I should probably get going. I have a lot of things to do in the company. I've yet not found a security manager, and this has been bothering me quite a lot. Our data has been stolen and our project has been submitted by another company, which resulted in quite a havoc in the finances of my company. I can't risk getting my data stolen again.

Just as I was about to enter my car, I saw someone familiar with my peripheral vision. I'm usually not someone who bothers to turn and look at someone, because most of the time, they're probably not any of my use.

But this time, something came over me, and I turned. That girl. That girl who had the nerve to shout at me in front of my own employees. My jaw clenched, as those memories of the incident flashed in my head.

She's... She's talking to someone who's older than her. The guy must be in his early 60s, and from the looks of it, the conversation is quite heated. I mean, this girl definitely has ... with a lot of people and that's not a surprise. But what could have been the topic of this conversation. Money? Of course it is.