The Billionaire's Hidden Son

Playful act

Chapter 43

Stephen POV

"Suit yourself," I said coldly, the words dripping with frustration and disbelief. I couldn't understand why Father would allow that witch to stay in the same room with me. I was adamant I would never sleep with that woman, not over my dead body. After storming out of the room, I briskly walked out of the villa, determined to seek peace in President Karen's villa. I arrived at her doorstep and pressed the doorbell, my emotions still running high. The door swung open, revealing one of her maids who greeted me with a respectful bow. I simply nodded my head in acknowledgement before making my way into the inviting living room.

Without saying a word, I entered President Karen's villa, letting the weight of the situation settle upon me. The familiar grandeur of her living room brought a temporary sense of calmness. As I surveyed the elegant surroundings, a mix of high-end furniture and tasteful decorations, I couldn't help but feel a slight easing of my troubled min