Nathan

Something that I loathed from the bottom of my heart was waiting for a person. That was why I was sitting in this office room precisely. Waiting for one of the bastards of Chicago was the greatest one that had ever been born in this world.

Andrew Simmons.

This would be the first time for me to meet him, although he was close with my father once upon a time. But for some reason, I always got that “stay away” cautionary from that man. He literally was the perfect example of a villain, just like my father. He was a womanizer, but he liked to show off, not only his wives but his money, authorities in a word you could describe him as a power-hunger.

It was magic that his daughters were so different from him, otherwise, the scoundrel had some reputation that linked him to the scandal automatically, just like my father.

This man divorced his wives faster than any human being changed their wardrobe, which was amusing. Every time he married a new woman