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Uuuggghhhh. My dad's here. He got word of the whole stealing thing and now he's trying to take matters into his own hands. I explained that it was taken care of but it's my dad. Like seriously.

Mama was making the shit no better. I wanna just give them this company right now and never look back. They know how I get when they start trying to control what I do. It's irritating as hell.

"I'm going home." I stood from my desk and started to grab my things.

"Sit down Giselle, you're being dramatic."

"I'm not being dramatic, Daddy. I just don't want you in my face telling me how you do something I already handled."

"And I understand that. Taking a little criticism is okay. No ones telling you what to do." He shook his head and I sighed sitting back down. I crossed my arms staring at him. "Now. Is the person that stole from you dead or locked up?"

"No."

"So you did nothing?"

"Personally, no. But something was done."

"And that is?"

"Hey Pops. I got her ass beat." Kelly came inside with her purse and sat in the empty chair. She was all smiles to see my dad making me roll my eyes. I swear. "But Beyoncé was all for it. She been feeling guilty about it but you know her. She'll get over it."

"Mm. And who exactly did you get to do that?"

"Her girlfriend. Onika."

"Onika? As in my grandchildren's mother? Wow."

"Yea that girl is very...unstable."

"So the perfect person for my child." He chuckled standing from his seat. I glared at the both of them then stood as well. Finally his ass is leaving. "I only wanted to do a little pop up. You can stop rolling your eyes and getting all upset. The things you're doing with this company are great, I appreciate you. You're doing amazing things."

"Thank you." I had to fight my smile away. He gave me a hug before letting Kelly walk him out. I'm about to head home too, I only came today because of my dad. But I have kids to entertain for winter break.

I let Kelly know I was leaving before taking the elevator down. As soon as I got in the car my phone started to ring and I answered my baby. She probably calling to get on my ass but i'm prepared.

"Hello?"

"Babbyy."

"Yes ma'am?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm on my way home mama. What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry."

My eyes widened at that. Did she just say she was hungry? That's a first in a long time. I'm about to get her so much food.

"What you wanna eat?"

"I don't know. I'm a little scared because i've been eating small. But i'm like so hungry Bub."

"Well I can come pick you up and we'll ride around to see what you feeling."

"Ok. But i'm sleepy."

"Baby you got a lot going on." I chuckled at her. She starving, sleepy. I'm thinking she just bored and need something to do but she been in the house so long, she's used to it. Let me get my baby outside. "Put some clothes on, i'm closer to you. Imma come get you then we'll go to my house so I can change."

"You can change at my house, you have clothes here."

"I do. Alright that's cool. But you get up and get ready cause you know you take forever."

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