Kieran turned to his assistant, who had been hovering nearby, and barked out a command. "Joe, cancel all the plans for the Perfect Match wedding company. I'll be needing their services for my new bride."
Perfect Match wedding was one of the most popular and most expensive wedding company in the whole of New Orleans.
"And for her mother’s surgery," Kieran continued, his expression darkening. "you better make sure the surgery isn’t paid for."
Oh the nerve he had to say he wasn’t going to pay for my mother’s surgery. I didn’t even imagine he could stoop that low to allow an innocent woman suffer just because we were having issues.
Joe cleared his throat hesitantly. "Uh, yes, sir. I, um, I was just about to inform you that Selena's mother, well, she... she passed away yesterday. Her funeral was already conducted by the early hours of this morning."
Kieran had a mix of annoyance and disbelief on his features. "What do you mean, she's dead? Why wasn't I informed?"
I should have known he would react this way - more concerned about not being informed earlier than showing any genuine concern for my well-being.