Chapter 2

LONDON

“Why am I here, Dad?” I stomped my heels into the study and followed him to his desk. “A call would do.”

He ignored my little outburst as he sat calmly at his desk. “You did not miss your father, London?”

“We had dinner last week.” I rolled my eyes. I was supposed to have a sit-down meeting with my designers, but here I was in the middle of the day.

“And we were supposed to have lunch last Wednesday.”

“Dad, I told you I made a promise with Magnus.” Dad didn’t like Magnus. He said he wasn’t good enough for me. Every father probably had the same thought as him. He might as well ask his friend Linden to do a full background check on my boyfriend.

I couldn’t blame him, though—all he wanted was the best for me. But it was not that I was asking for his approval for any men I wanted to go out with.

His face soured instantly.

“Don’t say what you’re about to say. You don’t like him, and I got it the first time. Why am I here? And I miss