Chapter 234 - Two Hundred And Thirty-four: He Would Be Returning Soon (1/2)

The third point of view

There was no trace of laughter on Reina's face as she took a seat on the couch in her father's spacious cozy office with a touch of modernity.

She looked suave crossing her leg over the other yet the frown was still present with her arms crossed against her chest.

Her father deserved harsh treatment at times, he was just so stubborn. How could he still shamelessly chase after those girls her age? How could she face them? What was she going to call them? Mom? Stepmom? Who should greet who?

”Princess baby, look at daddy” Valentino came to sit beside her in a morose manner. Anyone who saw him at that moment would be shocked for eternity.

The cruel, powerful Sakuzi was begging for his daughter's mere attention; looking like a dog wagging his tail just to attract his master's interest.

”Stop calling me that father, I'm not a child for christ's sake,” she complained, throwing her face the other way.

Reina wished there was a way she could remove ”Princess” out of her name, it was so damn girlish, cringeful, and annoying. But that man called her father wouldn't let her do so, how frustrating!

When she was abroad, people would always ask if she came from a royal background because of her name? Funny but no, she came from a criminal background.

Sadly for her, it turned out that the ”Princess” was indeed a title given to the treasured miss of the Armani family, just like ”Sakuzi” was given to her father as leader of the Falcon mob.

”How did you know I would be back by tonight? By chance, did you send someone to spy on me again?” Reina changed the topic, knowing she couldn't stay angry at that sneaky old man forever.

”Do I even need to spy on you, Princess? The last man I sent to keep you safe, you sent his chopped fingers back to me” he reminded her.

”You mean that peeping tom you sent to monitor my activity? He should be lucky I didn't gouge his eyes out instead,” she said.

”Tut-tut,” Sakuzi made a sound of disapproval, ”I trained you to be a proper princess but all you do is follow your brother's footsteps; flirt with men, speak vulgar words, so aggressive and unfitting of a lady,” he complained.

”I'm sorry father but I can't be that girl; that wears pink and a bow on her head or that girl; that wears a skirt and awaits her prince in shining armor to come to rescue her in time of distress. I'm just me and I love being me,” Reina poured out her feelings, hoping her father would get to see things from her perspective.

”Fine, anything you want princess,” he conceded easily. Well, it wasn't all that surprising, he had always pampered her beyond measure.

”By the way, how are my grandchildren and when are they coming over?” Sakuzi asked, envisioning the face of his beautiful grandkids - notwithstanding, that son of a bastard was their father. As far as they had a pint of Sakuzi blood in them, they were already family.

Valentino swore to train them up without him, his grandchildren deserved better than him. Once their revenge was over, he would have Reina choose a man to settle down with.

It wouldn't matter whether the supposed future husband came from a rich background or not - after all, they had all the money they could ever wish for- once his precious daughter made her choice, he was hers to have.

”They're fine, father,” she answered,” But they won't be coming over here till I'm done with this mission,”

At the mention of a mission, Sakuzi's countenance changed,

”You came back too early, our enemy is still not yet in the country,”