Reed:“Do you have somewhere you need to be?” my father asked, getting to his feet and packing his laptop. I shook my head and replied that I didn’t have anywhere to be. He knew I was lying but didn’t push the issue. “Well, I’ll leave you to it, or your mother and I will be late for the de Villeneuve dinner,” he said, and I bade him goodbye and wished him and my mother a good time as he headed toward the door. It felt like he would never leave.As soon as the door slammed shut behind him, I grabbed my phone and made the call I had been dying to make the whole time he was here. I didn’t understand why he had come to the office on a Saturday since he didn’t work on weekends. I put my phone to my ear, and a nervous smile made its way across my face. However, it didn’t last as the phone rang unanswered until it went to voicemail. I tried again, and there was still no answer. After the third attempt, I called Ricardo, our family driver, and he said he was still at the mall, and Scarlett wa
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