My Dad’s Business Partner
she declared, clapping her hands like she'd just won the lottery.
I stepped out of the car in front of Dad's office building. The massive Adriano Estates sign loomed above. Typical Dad—everything about him screamed opulence.
Walking through the front doors, I was greeted with smiles and nods from familiar faces. Dad's office had always been a second home for Mom and me. On slow days, we'd come here just to pester him, our antics turning his workday into our entertainment. Twenty-four years later, nothing had changed.
"Hello, handsome," I greeted Harry, Dad's ever-loyal secretary, with a playful smile.