The hidden heir of Wayne

One fifty two: The treasure room

Mr Banks stared confusedly at Ivan wondering if he had heard the kid right. Ivan also stared at him looking quite perplexed which made him wonder why Ivan had reacted like that.

Ivan cleared his throat dryly and gave a slightly awkward chuckle. “Oh Dad! I'm so glad it's you, I thought that uhm… I thought that… it was a burglar or some assassin that followed me all the way from England.” He said to Mr Banks.

The look on his face was one that pleaded for Mr Banks to believe the words that rolled off of his tongue.

Thankfully, Mr Banks broke into a long laugh. He tapped Ivan's shoulder continuously as he guffawed and Ivan was left wondering if the man believed him or if he was making fun of his unbelievable lie.

Mr Banks wiped away the invisible years that left his eyes– well at least they were invisible to Ivan– and cleared his throat.

“Oh my dear boy, I apologize for laughing like that, it's alright. What made me laugh was thinking back on the look on your face when you screamed ‘oh