Chapter 34

Tessa's POV

The furniture in the house were finally replaced as the family business was booming, greatly. On a daily basis, the records of development increased and most weekends, Carl gave some money to me for upkeep.

"Easy with that," I said to the whitish man that replaced the dining table and chairs. It was an expensive one and I don't want a hand to touch it, except my hands and the hands that did the job of the replacement, at least, for the moment.

Carl walked in on us and nodded his head in admiration, "we should change the couches very soon, honey," I told him and he moped at me, letting out a loud laugh.

"One thing at a time, Tessa," he said before leaving the scene. I walked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass made for juice, walked to the refrigerator and filled the glass to the brim with an apple juice made in Spain.

I walked back to the dining area and sat on the new chair that was already made, watching the furniture man do his job.

"Would you like some juice?" I asked