CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

As his car sped past the line of jacaranda trees that indicated the entrance into the estate where Eron's office was located, Arsen carefully parked his Honda Civics when he arrived at the parking lot of the building and alighted the car, looking rather calm as opposed to how charged he felt inside.

He could not believe Eron Castile had the guts to propose to his sister, still, after ruining their family, after lowering his father to a literal nobody in the city. It was the reason he was about to cause a scene. A scene his mother and sister would not be proud of, but one his father would be proud of.

Arsen marched to the receptionist table when he went inside and spoke calmly to the woman, "Where's Eron's office?"

She smiled like she was on remote control. It didn't reach her eyes. "Do you have an appointment?" She questioned. Arsen rapped his fingers on the table to keep his emotions in check. The woman, whose working badge introduced her as Betty, stared at him, unmoved, even when s