The Billionaire's Hidden Son

Danger

"I am with you, son," my dad said, his voice filled with determination. The urgency in his tone made it clear that he believed it was crucial to bring him to justice.

"Yes, and I will make that happen immediately," I retorted, my voice mirroring his resolve. The responsibility of taking action was now in my hands, as he had just appointed me as the new CEO. It was a declaration of trust, and his nod of approval affirmed our mutual understanding.

"I guess I should excuse you, keep me updated," he said, rising from his seat. As he stood up, I watched his figure retreat, acknowledging his departure with a nod.

The fading daylight marked the approach of evening, casting a soft golden glow upon the room. Feeling a sense of responsibility, I reached for my phone and sent a message to Nathalie, ensuring that our dinner date would not be forgotten.

The anticipation of spending time together brought a smile to my face, but a wave of apprehension washed over me when I realized that I would n