The Billionaire's Hidden Son

Gossip

Driving into the compound, a deep sense of unease settled in his chest. He fervently hoped that they hadn't discovered the truth, that he wasn't supposed to be in his own apartment. With quickened steps, he hurried towards the building, his eyes darting suspiciously, wary of the maids who were known for their gossip. Each step he took was filled with silent prayers, hoping against hope that he wouldn't encounter them in the living room.

As he cautiously stepped into the living room, his heart skipped a beat. To his surprise, the entire family was huddled together, their faces etched with concern in the midst of a consoling moment.

A wave of regret washed over him, realizing that he had neglected to inform them of his plans to venture out. All attention immediately shifted towards him, their inquisitive gazes filled with a mix of worry and curiosity.

"Son, where have you been through the night?" His father stood up, his voice laced with concern. "I am sorry, son," his mother said, her