Meeting his rival.

Chapter 15.

Anastasia's POV.

I waited patiently for him to answer my question.

"Why would I want to stop you from communicating with your father? Should I even call him your father?" He asked me while he focused back with whatever he was doing on the computer that was in his front.

I couldn't figure out why I was finding it so hard for me to believe him.

"What else were you expecting him to say?" I asked myself while I focused on whatever I was doing.

"Don't call him my father, he isn't worth that title." I answered his question after a few minutes, then continued what I was doing.

"Seems you two had a fight, that's good." He said scoffing.

Good?

"What's good exactly?" I asked him

"The fact that you showed him you are not weak, you poured a glass of water on him. I feel like you should have done something worse." He said with an evil smirk.

I don't have anything to say anything, to be honest. I just don't know what to say.

Tomorrow is Saturday, I will have little time to