CHAPTER 20

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A week had past and Jauregui Enterprise was working harder than ever to initialise the final phase of their plan, Lauren was on a burnout mission intimidating the opposing side while Camila cleverly and not shockingly squirmed her way around  various lawyers and business associates, Sam... well let's just say Sam was getting really good at making midday cocktails...

"Your report!"

Lauren shot as she threw a document across her fathers desk watching it fall messily into his lap, his eyes shot up biting his tongue as he grabbed for the scrambled paper

"The size of this table Lauren and you throw it at me?"

Her dad spoke bluntly as Lauren's smile widened

"Oops didn't see it! Anyway, read it sign it and get it back to me!"

Just as the girl flipped her hair to turn confidently around Clara placed her phone down and began scouring at her daughter

"We will look over it later darling!"

She spoke out of turn as she motioned towards the document causing Lauren to turn sharply on her heels with a half tilted head

"Um... excuse me Puta but I don't remember giving it to you!"

Her tone sharp and cut throat as she paced backwards to grab the half open door behind her

"I raised you speaking Spanish young lady I know what you just said!"

"You were supposed to! What you want it in English too? Fine! Keep your filthy fucking hands off of that document ... bitch!"

She spat before winking closing the door heavily behind her leaving out back up to her office, Clara rolled her eyes sighing as she sank back down into the couch

"What ever happened to our daughter mike?"

The heavy set man relaxed back into his chair wiping his index finger over his stressed brow as he subtly locked the document in the drawer beside him

"You happened to her Clara!"

The woman sat herself up offendedly shocked that the man usually on her side was acting out against her

"Excuse me?"

She spoke out, Mike shrug his shoulders as he looked on at the disgruntled woman's face, her eyes teething at the spike of blame being thrown her way

"You have tormented that girl her entire life! You're still doing it now!"

Clara stood herself from the couch walking in front of the mans desk slamming her hands down furiously

"Oh and you're a model father?"

Mike sighed clearing his throat before pulling out his wallet unfolding it to reveal a young photo of his daughter pointing at it with purpose

"My little girl! Her life destroyed by YOU! I have spent YEARS being the bad parent, the man in her life that she is supposed to love more than anyone she hates with a passion... just to protect her!"

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