Twenty three

ROWAN

It was the middle of the dark clouded night when I drove to my family estate. And I was more than pissed. Seething mad was an understatement to how I felt right now .

I took a glance at the document that lay on the passenger seat as I drove into the courtyard. I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I rushed out of the car.

I didn’t bother asking any maid that was still awake about her whereabouts because I knew where most likely she would be as I marched quickly upstairs.

I barged into the private living room, not caring if I spooked my mom, and she was right there, and she had a shocked expression when she saw me.

“ Rowan? What are you doing here at this hour?” She asked me softly as she dropped her wine. She was nursing.

She was already dressed in her nightgown, and her hair, which was always tied in a bun, was free. Her hair ran over her back, and she looked tired.

I didn't care for any pleasantries or greetings as I slammed the documents in my hands on the table directl