Jealous or not

Miguel stood there as he watch Gilbert work away till he was out of sight and he was about going into his office when his phone beeped, he pulled it out from his inner suit pocket, “Come home, now,” He read out his father’s message.

He hissed and went into his office, he dropped a note for Adriana on his desk and walk out, “What do you want again Dad?” He muttered angrily as he walks towards his blue sport car.

In no time, he got to the Fernandez Villa, he packed in the car garage and walked into the building with maids greeting him but he didn’t bother as usual and went straight to the study room when he couldn’t find his father in his room.

He pushed the door opened and saw his dad there, his back was turned and he staring at the books, “Why did you call me? I was in the middle of something,” He snapped while His dad spin his chair to face him.

He dropped a tab on the desk, a lady’s picture was on the screen, “Leila Wells, the third heiress of the Wells Shoes. The one we’d be colla