Michael I stepped out of the car with a wide grin on my face.“It’s going to be a good day, Ilya,” I said, patting my personal assistant on the shoulder as I walked into the company.“Good morning, Mr. Dew.” I didn’t pay attention to the lady greeting me; I just kept walking. She matched my stride, step by step, walking beside me.“Sir, Mr. Dove is not available right now,” she said, trying to stop me from going into the office.“Get her out of my face, Ilya.” Ilya grabbed her and pulled her away from me. I stepped into the office. My father and Anthony Dove were sitting there; their eyes immediately turned to me.“Hello, Father,” I smiled at him. His jaw clenched as we held eye contact. The little girl who had tried to stop me from entering the office soon barged in, Ilya in her tow.“I’m sorry, sir. I tried to stop him.” With a wave of his hand, Anthony dismissed her. I glanced at him before taking a seat.“I didn’t invite you to sit,” his tone came out g
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