The hidden heir of Wayne

One thirty two: Phase one

The café was the same as the day before, of course it was. But the staff still remembered her face and the scene she and her guest created, judging from the way they were looking at her and the same guest.

The thoughts that were probably running through their minds was that she was having a fight with her lover and they had come together to settle their disputes.

She ordered herself a cup of iced americano and sat with her back straight with her arms crossed beneath her breast.

She glared at Bradley with a death stare and he patiently waited for her to speak up. Even though she was waiting for him to speak as well.

She cleared her throat, after realizing that Bradley wouldn't be speaking any time soon. "Why didn't you tell me about your family?"

Bradley scoffed. "Have you forgotten that your family threw me away?"

"Damn it Bradley!" She slammed her hand against the table. "Not them! Me! I was always there for you! What did you think? That I couldn't report you to the police and