Beatrice was on a call with her mother, she just finished pouring some pure breed kibbles for her pet dog and placed its bowl on the floor.

“That's good,” Beatrice beamed, knowing her father was responding to treatments.

“Send my regards to him,” She told her mum.

“Sure, I will… We will be expecting your visit soon,” Her mother chimed in while she sighed and began walking out of the kitchen.

“I'm coming soon, mum, just have a pile of office and schedule works blocking my ...