chapter twenty eight

The same day at Minister Bratva's mansion.

In the huge luxurious Bratva mansion in Washington, D.C. Only the sounds of the cutleries could be held in the huge dining room.

After some time, Mr. Bratva used the white serviette and cleaned his lips. He stood up, looked at his precious daughter, and squinted his eyebrows lines appeared on his white forehead. He cleared his throat to get their attention, he looked at his wife before shifting his eye back to his daughter.

"Mandy after dinner, make your way to my study room." She nodded while eating the food in her mouth.

Getting a glare from her dad, she swallowed the food in her mouth before responding in words.

" Yes, dad."

Immediately Mr. Bratva turned around to leave the dining room. A hint of excitement embraced Mandy's face.

"Mum, finally my dream is about to be fulfilled." She looked at her mother who sat beside the empty chair her father just left. Looking at her daughter's excited face. A chuckle left her beautiful lips. She dr