Secrets

Charlie stood stern, his face still stinging from the slap, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Wow! I guess you deserve an accolade," he said, his voice heavy with sarcasm.

"So amazing, you're disowning your own son for someone you barely know?" He shook his head, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and hurt. "You're choosing him over me, your own flesh and blood. What a great father you are!" Charlie's words dripped with venom, his tone laced with pain and betrayal.

Mr. Thompson's expression remained unyielding, his jaw set in a firm line. "You've brought shame to this family, Charlie. Your constant accusations and tantrums have worn us down. We won't stand for it anymore."

Charlie's eyes flashed with anger. "Shame? You want to talk about shame? You're the one who's shameful, Dad. You're the one who's blind to the truth. Michael is manipulating you, just like he's manipulating Fiona. But you won't see it, will you?"

Mrs. Thompson stepped forward, her voice soft but firm. "Charlie, stop