Derrick’s Pov
As my mother entered the room, her voice pierced the tense atmosphere, laden with shock and surprise. Hastily, I wiped away my tears, desperate to regain composure.
“What the hell is going on here?” she demanded, a mix of incredulity and irritation threading through her words. She regarded me with a gaze that seemed to suggest I was an unfamiliar figure.
Summoning a façade of calm, I replied, “It’s nothing, Mum. I'm just really upset, my company lost a very significant contract.” The lie sat heavy on my tongue, a feeble attempt to conceal the raw pain that gnawed at me. I pushed past her and made my way to the living area, her footsteps following closely.
From the kitchen, our housekeeper emerged,
“Good day ma’am Elena”, she greeted respectfully, her presence acknowledg
