The Right to Her Name

Valentin’s POV

I exhaled through my nose at Ruslan’s statement. Of course Father did. He loved grand dinners far better than the actual work of being a present parent. I’d bet that Ruslan had informed Father before deciding to move back to Denver. And as usual, I was the only one left out of the loop.

“I’ll look into arranging that,” I said, already reaching for my tablet.

We both knew it was a p