58. The mafias

David’s POV.

“You want to adopt her?” William asks with a note of shock in his voice.

“Yes.” I drop the pen, resting on the seat as I watch the two CPS workers looking surprisingly at themselves.

“Ahem!” Mrs. Margaret clears her throat to speak but I do so before her.

“Vera and I have become close. So I can’t bear leaving her to loiter on the streets. I want to give her a better life. To adopt her as my daughter.”

“Well, that’s a different case altogether but then Vera would have a say this time around. She'll decide if she wants it or not.”

Mrs. Margaret’s words just dash my hopes. Heaven knows Vera wouldn’t want to be my adoptive daughter. She wouldn’t want that. Because she wants another statues altogether.

A status that will complicate things between us.

“Yes, Mr. Truman. I suggest you have this discussion with her before taking any further steps. However, please sign the papers first.”

Fuck, this William is a thorn in my neck. How dare he disrupt my plans now?

I only wanted to de