Chapter 8: What Do You Want from Me?

Jacob went to his parents’ house. Knowing from his experiences, if he didn’t visit his mother soon, she would be more and more angry with him. He drove his silver sports car after sending a text message to his mother. ‘I’m on my way to visit you. Please wait for me, Mom.’

The traffic was crowded, and it took him twenty minutes more than it used to be. He calmed himself first before going out of his car. As his mother would bombard him with her demand, Jacob intended to do his best not to ignite his mother’s rage. Since no matter what he said or did, he wouldn’t win against her.

Then he rang the bell. A butler opened the door for him. “Young master, great to see you.”

“Where is my mom, Gerald?”

“She is waiting for you in her room.” What Gerald meant by Tanya’s room was her working room. It was a spacious room fit for receiving guests. The socialite guests often visited Tanya in her room, as they would talk and share the latest gossip.

Jacob nodded and headed to the room. Tanya wa