Chapter 58

NOAH I lay back on the sofa, finally managing to push my mom and sister out of my room. I let out a heavy sigh. I knew my mom would never approve of breaking up a family. Although she was open-minded, she couldn’t condone anything immoral, especially since she was active in church. I glanced at Milo, lying quietly under the coffee table. He was getting old, no longer the playful, energetic dog he used to be. Golden Retrievers are naturally enthusiastic, and Milo, being a mix of Samoyed and Golden Retriever, had always been extra spirited. A small smile tugged at my lips as I remembered the day I first brought Milo to Atherton. During my first two years abroad, my family looked after him. My dad and sister would often call me, complaining about how Milo had ruined some of their favorite things. After two years, I brought Milo with me to the UK, flying him over on our family’s private jet. The next day, I decided to stay at my penthouse. I didn’t want to stay in our house for now, especi