Mr. Davis steps out of the house and steps into his black lastest model of Venza vehicle. He sat at the passenger seat while his driver sits behind the wheel.
He waits expectantly at Mr. Davis to get a go-ahead or inform him of where they are heading to. Mr. Davis stares out the window deep in thought with his hands caressing his shaved chin.
His mind was flooded with a lot of things and the more prominent one is Mia. He hates her and hates the fact that his son Oscar is in love with her. He nods his head and steps out of the car and walks to the driver's window.
“Get down," he said
The driver looked surprised and gladly obliged to step out of the car. He got down with the car key in the ignition switch. Mr. Davis jumps into the car.
“I'll drive myself," He said “Find something else t
