DAVIE and OLIVIA

I was flicking through some paperwork in my office when the door opened. I looked up and frowned. Nobody walked in here without knocking. But then I saw my father walking through the door and smiled. My father never sought permission to do anything, he was an iron fist.

'Papa,' I said as I walked towards him, and he pulled me into a giant hug before kissing me on each cheek.

'You look good, mi,' he said in his deep gravelly voice.

'Marriage must suit you?'

'I think it does, Papa,' I said as I indicated a chair for him to sit on. 'What brings you down here? I didn't know you were coming to the office ?'

'Business,' he said with a shrug.

'Anything I should know about?' I frowned.

'Nothing for you to be concerned about for now. I have everything under control, you don't have to worry about it. However, I think it's about time you had a meeting with your influential father-in-law.