Ronan POV
How f**king dare he treat me like a pup to be scolded. I didn't say anything that wasn't true. Does he really believe that human b**ch cares about him? She cares about what he can give her and her ba**ard pup. Before I can continue to rant as the town car pulls into traffic, my phone vibrates. I pull it from my pocket and groan as my father's name flashes on the screen. I'm tempted to reject the call, but I know if I don't tell him my side of what happened I'll be in even more sh*t when he returns tonight.
"Dad, what do you need?"
"Where the hell are you? Dinner is about to start. It doesn't look good for the company when I'm sitting alone at the head table and none of my children are anywhere to be found. I called your brother first but he didn't answer," he says.
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