“I’m the boss here. Even if you’re Helga Sandoval, the daughter of Damian Sandoval, heiress of The Sandoval Group’s wealth and fortune, I demand your answer right here and now,” he said in a louder tone.

“Fine. The Art Gallery may seem less attractive to someone like you, but it is for me.” Her tears continued to crawl down upon her face, which caught Titan’s attention. “It’s what dad wants for me to have, and it’s not up to you to decide to pursue it or not.”

“I’m the CEO, and I’m the decision of this company. So, how dare you say those words to me when you’re not truly concerned about the old man?”

“What are you talking about?” She gulped. Her eyes widened.

“I may never know the reason for this stupid project you have, my dear sister, but it’s my prerogative to know where and to where my money comes and goes.”

But then, she said something that sparked the fire of rage that has been boiling inside of him. “I am part of the board, so I have the right to enjoy the same rights and the say as you do for this company.”

“What for?” Titan’s voice became louder this time. His breathing was heavier. He felt that his chest constricted than before. “Who are you to demand, Helga?”

“Even if you won’t be nice to me any longer, I’m still your sister.”

“My sister was gone when she left me here alone!” Titan screamed which made Helga flinch. “When you only listened to that old man and not me, I lost my sister… for good.” His eyes started to tear up, turning bloodshot. His body was shaking, enraged.

Helga’s eyes widened as her tears started to crawl down her face. “Is that so? It sounds like you won’t likely forgive me after all these years.” Her hands gripped the handbag tighter than before in an attempt to calm herself down.

“How could I forgive you? You’ve done all the dirty work for the old man. For what? His approval?”

“It’s easy for you to say it when you’re the favorite son.” But then, when she felt her face was damped by her tears, she flicked her head and wiped her tears with her fingers. After she fixed herself when Titan was calming down.

She gulped as she said, “Despite what happened, you can’t avoid the past no matter how many times you try to run away from it, Titan. The time will come that you might have to face it fearlessly. You can’t continue hiding with this forever.” She almost stuttered as the emotional outburst has become unbearable. “I may have betrayed your trust, but you will later understand why that Art Gallery must be accomplished.”

“I don’t care.” Titan’s eyes remained at the distance, avoiding Helga’s gaze.

He sat on his chair and resumed working, ignoring Helga until she turned around and said, “I’ve already talked to the board, and dad wanted this to finish sooner. Whether you like it or not, I’ll be here to make sure you won’t fail dad again. Definitely, not on his deathbed.”

She then got up and departed, leaving Titan in his office alone himself.

He nearly jumped out of his chair when he was by himself and ran over to the mirrors. He discovered himself sobbing while gazing at the cat collar. He was so angry that he was almost shaking.

He continued to have bloodshot eyes as he squeezed his lips together and stared at himself in the mirror, remembering the emotions he had experienced when Stephanie had put the collar on him. What was he thinking?