Bethany’s P.O.V.
“Yeah, mom.. I am perfectly alright. I was just busy with all these meetings, and uhhhh,” I groaned in the end so that my mother wouldn’t suspect that I was lying to her. I hated myself right now for doing this but I couldn’t tell her. “When are you coming back then? It’s already 11, honey?” she asked me in a worried tone again. “Uhhh… the thing is that we… we have another meeting in half an hour, mom… this … this deal is very important for the company,” I cursed myself for lying again. “And you are going to Michigan tomorrow morning, huh?” she immediately asked me angrily.
“Mom… this is part of my job. I have to be with my boss until he retires for the day. He… he has already given me a month to adjust myself to my work. He didn’t need to, but he did. Now, I have to tak
