You Are Better Than The Other One (Edited)

The sound of people rushing down the hallway could be heard and the escorts quickly went on standby but the man didn't even bother to look at them as his eyes were still glued on Sandra's face and Sandra felt conscious.

Why is this old man still looking at him? I'm not your future daughter-in-law, are you not satisfied yet? Sandra screamed in her head not liking the man's intense gaze on her at all.

"Mr. Batista," a voice called softly from behind Gerald's father, and Sandra can't help but be curious about who the person was since Gerald's father's tolling height was blocking her view, a height she found cute for a person of his age but she was going to take back the compliment since he has to be nothing but overbearing ever since he arrived.

"Yes," he answered turning away from her slowly and she sighs in relief but she noticed Dylan's mood was different from earlier.