CHAPTER 159

The sun was setting over the sprawling Wyatt estate, casting warm hues over the villa’s pristine white walls. Theodore Wyatt parked his car in the long driveway, feeling a strange mix of anticipation and unease. His mind flashed back to the very first time he saw his father.

The first time he saw Charles Wyatt, then to him his meeting with his father was never just a casual affair.

He stepped inside, the familiar scent of polished wood greeting him. Butler Fern directed him to the study, where Charles had been all afternoon.

Pushing the door open, Theodore found his father seated in his leather armchair, staring out of the large bay window that overlooked the gardens. Charles was lost in thought, his fingers idly drumming on the armrest. He seemed so absorbed that he didn't notice Theodore standing there until a deliberate throat clearing broke the silence.

"Father." Theodore said with a half-smile.

"You look like you’ve seen a ghost."

Charles blinked, startled, then forced a smile
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