"Fine! I will leave for now. But father, you better send me my inheritance. Or else, when I find out the orphanage you sent the money to, I will go and set it on fire.'' Abraham pointed his finger at his father before he turned to leave.
Edith hurried and held Mr. Mendes when he lost his balance. "Dad, are you alright?'' Edith helped him to the bed.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. Nelson, I'm sorry that you had to see such a mess. This boy has been rebellious since young age. I was lax in his upbringing, and now he is making life unbearable for me.'' Mr. Mendes sighed.
"Everyone has a choice to make in this life. How we become is the result of those choices. You are not to be blamed for everything.'' Nelson spoke.
"Dad, I will request for a new ward for you. It is no longer safe to be here on your own. I will start filming for the show tomorrow. I will not get the time to spend with you often. I am afraid that elder brother will come to aggravate you again.''
