Jevan's POV
"JEVAN! JEVAN! I'VE GOT SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!" My sister's voice carried as she stepped into my office.
"Jada, one of the purpose of having a door is that so people can knock," I calmly told her, typing in my computer without giving her eye contact.
"Oh shut up. I'm not one of your little assistants," she laced.
"Of course not. And you couldn't be. I would have fired you a long time ago," I shot back.
"Whatever."
"Jada, I got tons of work to get done and a meeting in the next ten minutes. What do you want?"
"I was at the mall flat, finalizing the payments with the owners when...."
"Hold up. Wait a minute. Finalising the payments? You're buying the mall flat?"
"Actually, dad is."
"Yeah. Because you told him to and as the spoil princess that you are, he bought it
