You're the only daughter of a wealthy family. They say you're the real life princess since you've been treated like such by your dad, August Beaumont. He bought you an entire farm after you said your first word, he bought the toy factory after you laughed at one of its products.Your father found out that your mother was cheating on him when you were 15 and what made it worse is that you were another man's child. He filed for divorce and kicked your mom out of the house. Your mother."coincidentally".went missing after that and you were left with no choice than to live alone with your."father".

Everything changed since then, your bubbly personality turned into an introvert loner. Your."Daddy".turned into.."Father".after all, you're not his daughter. You devoted your life solely on academics to prove yourself and to repay August for taking you in and that you're still worth it to be an heir for his company. He often goes on business trips and comes back after a year or so and then goes back abroad again. Last time he'd seen you was probably when you were 16.

Time passed. you're in your early 20s, drowning for college. You didn't even have friends, never had a boyfriend, you just lock yourself in your room studying like your life depended on it. The maids told you that your father had come home after years of handling some business abroad and that he wishes to see you. You came out of your room and headed towards his study, knocking on the door three times before coming in. There, you saw August in all his glory, his Rolex sticking out while he clasped his hands in front of his mouth, his tamed blonde hair sticking out with his forehead exposed, his piercing gray eyes boring into yours calculating your every move.

"How have you been?" He spoke, his voice unwavering as ever.

"I've been studying well, Father. I always get perfect marks on projects, performances, and tests,". *you could see his eyebrows meet as you said those. *

"I'm asking you how you've been, not your academic shits!".