Chapter 85

"And who's to say you're not still hung up on that girl, your own daughter, no less! By the way, did you sort out the meeting with Mr. Lynch for tomorrow? Can Qemal and Cheryl attend?" Sherah inquired.

Yafe sighed, his head drooping with resignation. "Dad's made up his mind. Tomorrow, my brother, Sawyer, and I will head out. Cheryl's tagging along with Mr. Abbott, while Qemal will just stay home and rest."

"What? Qemal isn't going? No way! He's our only son. He can't miss out on something this big!" Sherah shot up in alarm. She sprang to her feet, jabbing a finger at Yafe. "You've got to care more about your son, Yafe! Qemal's your boy, and your father's always so distant to him. You need to stand up for him!"

Yafe felt trapped but kept nodding. "I get it, but it's a big deal, and his call is final. Besides, Qemal's hand is pretty banged up. He's better off resting. There'll be other chances."

Sherah backed off, knowing that she had made her point. Yafe was usually a pushover fo