Richard’s POV“Good evening Tiffany” I picked up the phone, used my shoulder to hold it to my ear while I try to fix the buttons on my shirt.“Good evening son, how was your day?” I removed the phone from my ear to look at the caller again, hoping It was a wrong person.“Cut the pretence off Tiffany, go straight to the point. What do you want?” I demanded. Growing up, Tiffany made it clear that she doesn’t have the time for a child and I maybe nice to every person in the world but not to Tiffany.“I’m trying to be nice here, Richard and give me some respect too, young man” she replied angrily“I’ll try, now, what&hel
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