Dane POV
I could not believe what was happening between me and my mother.
We didn’t have the best mother-son relationship; I would have to admit. She was always out with her socialite friends, out shopping and keeping her appointments with the salon, out traveling the world, or whatever. I had stopped caring because she had not cared for me at all.
Oh, well, probably she did.
She did care when I was making it to the top. She did care when I was giving her an immense sum for her monthly allowance. Who else would sustain her luxurious lifestyle anyway but me?
She didn’t have a job, never had a job, and Dad had stopped giving her allowance when they divorced. She did not get anything after the separation because of the tight prenuptial agreement.
But that doesn’t give her the right to
