ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN – CONFLICTING EMOTIONS

“Luke, my boy.” Elizabeth slurred, getting to her feet. “Have you seen how badly they’re treating your mother? No mother of the heir to an entire fortune should be treated this way. I demand an apology!”

Luke stared at her and could not help the mixture of rage, disappointment and resentment that festered in his heart.

“As far as I know, Elizabeth, you are not my mother. My mother and father are currently at home.

You’re a woman who saw your child as a money making tool. You will never be my mother.”

Elizabeth’s eyes clouded with remorse for a second, but the emotion swiftly disappeared.

“They’ve finally succeeded in corrupting your mind against me, haven’t they? I’m sure that old geezer told you all the wrong things, my boy. Do not believe anything he says.”

Luke was struggling to control his rage at this point.

“And what part of it am I supposed not to believe? The part where you faked your death and made me suffer for the past twenty five years of my life? The part where you conti