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Dalia’s POV

“How did you get affiliated with West Inc.? What did you do?” I watch Dad yell in panic. I couldn’t blame him. I allowed it to happen so it is definitely my fault.

“Dad relax.” I place my right hand on my chest, “You need to calm down.”

“Dalia Thompson, Tell me everything right now!” He chose to spell my full name. It shows how serious the situation was with him.

I take my sit on the plastic chair propped close to the wall. “It is not that bad. Remember the business trip I told you about? Paris?” I search his face for any form of recognition.

Dad nods. “I remember. Was that it then? The moment you chose to sleep with him?”

Huh? The red spread to my ears. “No, I didn’t choose to sleep..” he didn’t look convinced. “it just happened. We were both drunk, he didn’t use a condom. It just happened.”

The grimace on my Dad’s face tells me he doesn’t want to hear the details. “Look, Dad. It disgusts me as much as it does you but it was a one time mistake. I don’t go sleeping with wh