Chapter Ninety-nine

Fiona was seated in her room, trying to meditate, this was one of her daily practices every afternoon. It helps her calm down, and it makes her day less strenuous.

According to her, it's definitely one of the ways she develops strength for the activities that come with the afternoon, and night. Mr. Starling opened the door of her room without knocking, and he sat down on the couch.

He didn't say a word to her, he didn't want to be the reason why she's not being able to get what she wants to get through meditation. Mr. Starling gaze traveled around her room, as he took inventory of everything, and he left the same way he came, quietly.

When he stepped out of her room, he sent a message to one of his boys, I think it's time I get something new for my daughter's room. Here's a list of the things you have to get, and I want them delivered as soon as possible.

He sent the list, and returned his phone to his pocket. He looked at her, and was about to walk away when he heard her soft feminin