Chapter Eighteen.

Liam. 

  "Hey mom, I heard you asked to see me." I greet, taking a sit beside her and I'm quick to notice that she had a very serious look on her face.

 "Yes I did and what I have to say to you is very important son but you may not like what I'm about to tell you." She replies nervously and her tones scares me a little.

  "You're scaring me mom, what is it?" I ask worriedly, she sighs.

"As you may have noticed, the fabrics that were used for the upcoming collection cost us a lot including the other expenses and that has taken a toll on us financially..." She says and I chime in.

  "What's the problem mom? Get to the point." I ask impatiently, noticing that the stress lines on her forehead are more visible and her eyes look tired. 

  "Various shareholders have been complaining about how terrible our financial situation is because they had suggested we use cheaper fabrics for our next collection but you know