Chapter twelve

The older man approached Oliver with a smile on his face. Oliver froze as he gazed at his father, a million questions rushing through his head at that moment

"Son, you look like you've seen a ghost," Harry, Oliver's dad said to him with the same creepy smile. Geena observed the drama, and the hush that hung in the hair was haunting.

"Dad? How are you here? You died," Oliver said to Harry who smiled. Then, his eyes roamed to Geena and he stared at her for some time.

"Oliver, can I speak with you alone?" He asked, still glaring at Geena. Oliver arched his brow while his father kept gazing at his girlfriend. He turned to Geena and she nodded.

As Osiris took her upstairs, Harry walked to the mini bar in the living room, his fingers trailing every bit of furniture in the place.

"It's just like I remember. Nothing has changed. You've done a good job taking care of the house, Oliver," Harry said but Oliver was over the shock now.

"Dad, I want answers. What happened to you?" Oliver questio
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