"He loves you that's why he came out yelling at, and talking about killing your own self I am sure he was only trying to tell you to be very careful and don't get yourself killed" I said trying to calm him down,
"I don't think so, if that's the case he should have explain things to me. I will understand, but saying what he said, it still pains me when I remember" he said as he handed his virtual reality headset to the guy sitting in the front seat with the driver.
"Don't be pained, by the way would you like to see your kid trying to drive a car?" I sat an example so he could reflect.
"I never intend to drive the car, I already said that it was an accident. I didn't know the car would start by just pressing a mere button, I was just a kid and I thought it was like any other car of that time that needs a car to start" he tried to defend himself, he was really angry... or should I say, kind of upset, and I could tell that by the look on his face.
"Okay, sorry about that. You dad loved you a lot and was scared the car might someone switched into motion and get you hurt, nothing odd about it. It's just a normal reaction from a loving father" I said and quickly changed the topic, "I think we are about to reach Vincity, we are already on the highway leading to the city gate; the main entrance" I huffed about wearing back my virtual reality headset when he halted me by holding my arm,
"Face it, the reality," he continued, "I know you don't want to see some places around here as they might trigger some memories, but trust me when I tell you running away from those memories will only do you more harm than good, so face it" he encouraged me.
"Hmm," I heaved a sigh not even knowing what to do or say to him. I just nodded my head and gave him back headset.
"Now you are talking" he beamed at me and relaxed on the backseat.
I, on the other hand lowered my gaze and began fidgeting my fingers. I didn't want to look up, I also didn't want to look out through the glasses. If I can't cover my face with the headset, then at least I should be able to look avoid looking outside the car.
While the car kept moving, his driver asked if we could follow the back entrance straight to the garage of the business building or park in the front of the building. His words made me wondered if we had arrived or he was just asking beforehand.
"Let's just park in the front of the building, I am sure the securities will guide us on what to do next. Laura, I and Troy might be getting into the building while you wait outside for us. Alert us on whatever the securities says while we are away" Frank said to the driver.
"Okay sir" the driver said, and in just some minutes we were already at the business building. Frank was the first to alight from the vehicle, followed by me and then the other guy in the front seat whom I later realized was his personal bodyguard.
Just as I alighted from the car too, Frank held my hand as if we were some couples and then began walking straight into the maon entrance of the building. All eyes were on us. Frank whispered into one of my ears that they weren't looking at us because he was the son of Mr Walter, but because we looked perfectly match.
His words made me blush, I didn't really expect that from him. Perfectly together? Well, probably. But to be honest, I wasn't his type. I mean, think about it. He was a wealthy man, and the son of a wealthy business man.
Their family's fortune can feed millions of people nicely for years, but here I was... daughter to nobody. In fact, my parents were already deceased. Who would look at an orphan like me and then compare her with someone that had both his parents alive... and rich in practically all ways?
Even though rich people do marry poor people, especially in Hollywood movies but that don't often happen in reality. When you are deeply in love with someone rich, of course they would try to make you presentable to their parents. But if their parents aren't the type that are interested in giving their children to poor family, you may end up being trashed or forced to separate with the love of your life.
One of the reasons why I loved maintaining my lane, of course I was beautiful. Not much to brag about but at least, I was presentable. But one thing is just lacking, the background which I would always talk about. Frank knew that quite alright but was trying to take the chances. However, I knew it might end up badly hence I was trying my best to not fall deeply for him or give him the chance to start referring to as his girlfriend.
When I meet his parents in the future and they accepted me, well I would be glad. And if they don't, that might just be the end of our relationship. I guess. Because I am somewhat sure Frank will never go against his parents, unless maybe he's willing to go bankrupt. If he chooses to gp bankrupt, how are we going to feed ourselves.
I am pretty sure if he chooses me over his parents, that would definitely have me fired from the company. They wouldn't want anything to do with and that means, I would be jobless. With Frank jobless, how would we build a family together. In poverty? Well, that's one of the reasons why I was scared about our relationship. It might or might not work, and that's risky for me.
