The Billionaire's Hidden Son

Are you ready for this?

"I am sorry," he said, his voice filled with remorse, as he leaned in to kiss her forehead, seeking to convey his sincerity. After a few minutes of affectionate cuddling, she found the strength to release herself from the warm embrace. The atmosphere was heavy with tension as she confronted him, her voice tinged with a mix of anger and hurt.

"You really have some nerve," she spoke, her words cutting through the air. "How could you leave without informing me, your girlfriend? I felt so ashamed when your mom asked if you hadn't told me about your plans."

"What happened?" he asked, his curiosity evident in his tone. She shook her head in response, indicating that she hadn't received a scolding.

"Did scold you?"

"Even if she did," she began, her voice laced with a mix of disappointment and concern, "there's a reason behind it. It's hard for me to confidently call myself your girlfriend when I have no knowledge of your whereabouts. It's just not cool." Pouting, she playfully hit his ches