You couldn’t care less, you were mad at your father for not paying attention to you that month, and thinking that his money could fix years of his absence—you choose whatever you could buy online using daddy’s black card, with a big desire to dry his bank account; which was quite impossible. A sudden call interrupted you from your crazy shopping—your father’s secretary. “Miss, I’m sending the chauffeur, your father wants to talk to you in his office at the company.” Oh. You were caught.