A Billionaire in Disguise; Worthless to Worthy son-in-law.

CHAPTER 278

Kendrick sat across from Peterson, his pulse hammering in his ears. The room around them was suffocating in its stillness, as if the very walls were holding their breath. The only sounds were the slow ticking of a clock in the corner of the mansion’s ageing air conditioning system.

Peterson didn’t speak immediately, his fingers steepled in front of him as though he were trying to decide how to approach the conversation. Kendrick stared at him, trying to read the man he had known for so long the man who had once been his father in name only. Cold, calculating, always distant. The years of silence between them had been a relief, yet here they were again, face to face, about to untangle a past Kendrick wasn’t sure he was ready to confront.

“You wanted to talk,” Kendrick said finally, breaking the silence. His voice came out sharper than he intended, the edge of impatience creeping into his tone. “What is it, Dad? What’s so important that you couldn’t just tell me over the phone?”

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