Chapter 30

“Wow! A meeting!” D'Andre couldn't help but roll his eyes at the cruel timing. His voice, laced with frustration, betrayed his exasperation. "Seriously, Dad? Right now?" he retorted in full dismay.

In the digital silence that followed, a parade of city sounds serenaded D'Andre's ears—the loud sound of car horns, the distant hum of sirens, and the occasional chattering of pedestrians on the bustling sidewalks. The city itself seemed indifferent to his internal turmoil.

Mr. Kendrick's response, when it came, was measured and brimming with paternal wisdom. "Sometimes, son, we need to give Maiari space to unwind and think things through. Pressuring her won't help, and you might risk complicating things for our future grandchild. Let her cool down, and I promise you, her anger will fade. You don't want to jeopardize our grandchild's well-being by stressing her out."

D'Andre's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles white with tension. His father's words resonated in the air, mer