Chapter One hundred-fifty

"Why are you delaying in saying what you have to say, Mr. Sterling? Please go ahead, I am sure you have important things to do after this meeting," Mr. Alistair said, folding his hands.

From the way he spoke, you could tell he was tired of Mr. Sterling's speech, "I am sorry if I am wasting your time. The beautiful, and intelligent lady I speak about is nobody but my daughter here, Fiona," Mr. Sterling muttered, smiling, as he tilted his gaze towards his daughter.

Mr. Alistair tilted his head towards Fiona. Fiona felt angry, and disgusted at her father, but she couldn't do anything because she had promised him a few hours ago in his office. "

She smiled at Alistair.

"She's not bad, she's also part of the board of this organization, that's great. Well, you can get my number from your dad, maybe we will sit out for dinner or lunch."

"That won't be a problem. When you are ready you can contact my dad, if I am free it's a date, but if I am not. We will have to postpone it, what do you thin