Liam’s POV
“I’ve been expecting your call,” my father – Markus – said on the other end of the phone. “You are a stubborn one to have kept me waiting for so long.”
“I foolishly thought that you decided to mind your own business,” I replied. “You haven’t tried anything like this in a while.”
In the past, my father had a bad habit of meddling in my life, where he wasn’t welcome. For years, however, he’d been quiet, giving me hope that he’d finally stopped. I should have known better. Apparently, he’d just been biding his time.
“You’ve wasted more than enough time running around not taking your life or your legacy seriously,” Markus said. “It’s past time for you to give up this racing ridiculousness that you indulge yourself with and take up the family business.”
“Racing isn’t a hobby, f
