Chapter 23 Left A Bite Mark On His Shoulder

Having been packed off to the countryside at the tender age of nine, Minerva knew that she really shouldn't harbor any expectations toward Clifford, that so-called father of hers. Sure enough, his phone call only drove that cognizance deeper. Well, he's still the same man I know—wholly obsessed with medicine, vain, cares deeply about appearances, and wishes fervently to expand Somerville Pharmaceuticals. His greatest pride now is his daughter, Kelly. As for me, who had returned from the countryside, he could conveniently use me and arrange for me to marry into the mafia. He's utterly indifferent to my fate.