*Broken Relationships*

Chapter 8

Andre's POV:

The sun's soft rays filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. With a sense of purpose, I readied myself for the day's challenges, my mind already focused on the responsibilities awaiting me at work. I held my necktie loose, going out to find one of the maids to help me knot it when I heard faint sounds of commotion coming from the main gate and I went to the balcony to see who it was.

Seeing my mother with the guard, I asked myself why she came here, did she lose all her shame and decide to come so she could be roasted by the Garcias'?

"Please, let me see him," she pleaded with the guard at the entrance, desperation evident in her eyes. The guard's stern expression remained unchanged.

"Madam, my job's on the line if I let you in," he firmly responded.

I stood in front of the balcony the whole time, perplexed by how she managed to pass through the estate gate.

Watching her plead to see me, a strange sense of satisfaction unfurled. I