BRIE'S POV
I ran my hands through my hair as I left my father's room, I paced on who could have drugged my father's food or drug or drink.
I doubt if he even knew what he had taken before he lost his mind. I saw Elena walk towards those doors, thinking I wasn't seeing her. I shook my head before I made my way to the main area.
I saw the receptionist earlier, and I walked over to her. She stopped, and she bowed before me with both of her hands crossed in front of her.
"How long would my father be here?" I asked, and she parted her lips to say something before she shut her lips, and she stopped to think before she finally spoke.
"He will be here for a whole month. He first paid for two weeks before the red-headed woman came to increase it for a month, and he didn't object," She expl
