After I set up the multimedia, I started my presentation. We were on the lawn as usual, and for some reason even after owning this huge building, these people loved to hang out on the lawn at the side of the building which happened to be equal to or more the size of the building.
So, as of all days, the entire family was sitting there, some listening to me, some doing other things such as Lyra, who should be listening to me was not. She was on the phone. I had tried to get her attention but it didn’t work. So, I just told everyone else present about what I had in mind, hoping they would approve and forget to ask Lyra.
“I don’t get it,” In the middle of me describing the aisle, she looked up and said.
I grimaced and sighed. What if I just punch her in the face, what is the worst that cou
