Emma coughs and flattens her skirt to look better and proper.
Joey eyes them and Dylan looks to Emma
"We were just heading upstairs" Dylan says
"What did I say about running in the house?" Joey says
"Sorry we're having fun" mutter Emma and Snake shot to her
"What was that?" he leans in
"How was work?" Dylan steps in front to cover for her and Emma took this chance to leave and not want to be stuck in Joey rival.
She stood by the door and peaked her head out a bit
"Work was good…better if you came and helped out once in a while" Joey told Dylan who bit his tongue "you don't do anything else anyways" he confirms
Dylan breaths "Dad, Im finishing classes, I'm playing hockey and I'm sorry a business office isn't where I want to be"
"Too bad" Joey looks through the mail "It's in your agreement"
He walked away and Dylan put hands on hips angrily thinking.
He didn't want to take over the business. It was the last thing he wanted.
Emma hid from her fathers passing and sadly walks out
Dylan looks to her and just slowly nods and goes upstairs.
That's the thing about being rich…
They never saw or talk to another…
Too much around, she just wished they lived in a normal house
Darcy was the one always cuddled and sweetened too. Dylan was the one with all the attention just so he could do the business.
But her?
What was her damn part in the family?
All they did was ignore her.
