Avery let out another harsh laugh, her eyes hard as they darted from Edith to her son, then back to Edith. "You do realize the implications of this, should it turn out to be false?" she asked, her tone dripping with skepticism.Edith, her face now contorting into a mask of tears, replied in a voice that shook with emotion. "Why would you think I'd lie about something as serious as this?" she asked, her eyes welling up with tears. "Why should I deny my son the right to know who his father is?Avery took a long, deep breath, her mind spinning as she considered Edith's responses. She could see the carefully planned display of emotion, the well-rehearsed lines, and yet there was still a small part of her that wondered if it could all be true."If this is true, then why did you choose to tell me and not Jeremy himself?" Avery asked, her tone still laced with skepticism. "And why did you wait twelve years before showing up again?"Edith's expression hardened as she tried to maintain her com
As soon as they stepped into the living room, Edith's grandfather, Mr. Cowan, was waiting, eager for news. "So, how did it go?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.Edith, the strain of the day's charade evident on her face, sank into a nearby couch with a sigh. "She's dumber than I thought," she said, reaching for a face wipe to remove the carefully applied makeup that had made her appear so pitiful to Avery.Mr. Cowan, though curious about the outcome of Edith's meeting with Avery, remained quiet as he watched his granddaughter carefully. His eyes, keen and observant, took in every detail of her demeanor."Are you alright, my dear?" he asked, his voice thick with concern. "What happened?"Edith took a deep breath, steadying herself as she recounted the events of the day. "It went as planned," she said, her eyes averted.Mr. Cowan listened intently, his expression growing increasingly grave as Edith continued. "But," she hesitated, a frown creasing her brow, "Avery wants a DNA t
Jeremy's mind was filled with the thought of finally meeting his father. the man who had abandoned him and his mother all those years ago. The anger and resentment he felt at the thought of being in the same room as the man who had caused them so much pain threatened to consume him, but he knew that he couldn't back out now. His mother had raised him to be a man of his word, and he couldn't dishonor her memory by breaking his promise.As he turned his gaze towards Avery, peacefully asleep beside him, Jeremy felt a surge of determination in his heart. In the dim light of the room, her features were soft and gentle, reminding him of all that he held dear."I'll do anything for you and Mia," he whispered. He leaned down and brushed a tender kiss against her cheek before climbing into bed beside her, allowing sleep to envelop him.Throughout the night, Jeremy suffered from haunting nightmares that replayed the heartbreaking events surrounding his mother's death. In his dreams, he recall
Edith's frustration mounted as her calls to Avery went unanswered. "She's ignoring me!" she exclaimed, her voice laden with irritation as she tapped the 'call' button for the umpteenth time. "Perhaps she's near Jeremy and doesn't want him overhearing your conversation." Mr Cowan said."That better be the case, because we are yet to get enough money from her," Edith said as she dialed Avery's number again and fortunately Avery picked up."Isn't it a bit early for such disturbances?" Avery questioned, her tone echoing the annoyance that had been building within her since Edith's previous calls.Edith let out a barely audible sigh, then seamlessly shifted gears, adopting a tremulous and tearful voice. "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Avery, I wouldn't have called if it weren't so urgent. My son's health has deteriorated, and the doctor won't treat him until we pay more. Please, help me."As Avery listened to Edith's tearful plea, a faint smile played on her lips, but it was not one of compassion or
With a deep breath, Jeremy stepped into Blue Silver resort, one of the Nathaniel family's most successful enterprises.He had chosen this location with care, preferring the discreet opulence of the resort to the prying eyes of the public. Mr blue Nathaniel was a well known billionaire before his retirement.As Jeremy walked into the resort, he noticed the big always populated resort was empty. Indeed, the emptiness of the place only means that, Mr. Blue Nathaniel, a man accustomed to absolute control, had arranged for their meeting to take place in a haven of solitude, a place where not even a stray breeze dared interrupt their conversation.As he moved deeper into the resort, Jeremy was greeted by a voice both crisp and professional, "Welcome, young master." The woman motioned towards a private Inn.Jeremy emotions was a turbulent sea of pain, anger, and hate. The mere thought of seeing his father, the man who had caused him so much anguish, stirred these emotions into a tempestuous
There was a moment of silence between the father and son as Jeremy tried to comprehend his father's claim."Please, sit, son," Mr Blue implored, his words laced with a newfound vulnerability. "Let's talk calmly, without anger or hate."Jeremy, unmoved, remained standing, the muscles in his jaw tensing as he spoke. "I made a promise to my mother," he said, his voice a low, ominous growl. "I vowed never to have anything to do with you, with the man whose greed and arrogance destroyed our lives.""Son, we can just put me past behind us and start afresh," Mr Blue said.As Mr. Blue Nathaniel's words washed over him, Jeremy felt a white-hot fury take hold of him. With a bellow of rage, he slammed his hands on the table, sending dishes and cutlery clattering to the floor."Forget the past?" Jeremy roared, his voice like thunder. "Forget my mother? The woman who sacrificed everything for you? You destroyed our lives, destroyed us, and now you want to start afresh like nothing happened?""Son.
The thought of his mother's final moments stirred pain and bitterness inside Jeremy, a recollection of her softness, her kindness, even as she lay dying. He could see it now, the truth of her words, the depth of her love for Mr. Blue Nathaniel. It was a love she had carried with her, even in death, a love that had blinded her to the cruelty of the world around her and he was not ready to do the same.Jeremy's words rang out like a declaration of war, a rejection of Mr. Blue Nathaniel that echoed through the room. "I don't believe you, I don't need you," he shouted, his voice brimming with contempt. "You can't force me to accept you. I don't want anything to do with you, not in this life or the next."Mr. Blue Nathaniel's face crumpled, his eyes pleading for understanding. "Why are you being so hard on me?" he cried, his voice a desperate plea.But Jeremy's heart was as hard as stone, impervious to the older man's appeals. "You think you can just waltz back into my life after sixteen
As Jeremy stormed out of the inn, his face a mask of fury, a figure on the rooftop of the resort quickly slipped into the shadows, his presence unnoticed by the enraged Jeremy. For a moment, the spy's heart had leaped into his throat, his pulse quickening as he feared that he had been spotted. But as Jeremy's gaze passed over him without pausing, the spy let out a silent sigh of relief, the danger having passed.He watched as Jeremy walked to the parking lot, his posture tense, his hands clenched into fists. Whatever had transpired in that meeting had stirred a deep and potent rage in Jeremy, and the spy knew that such emotions could lead to dangerous and unexpected consequences if he caught him.With a careful glance around the rooftop, ensuring that no prying eyes were upon him, the spy stashed his camera into his bag, pulled a face cap low over his eyes, and walked away, he walked as fast as he could to avoid being caught.The moment he got to the car, he took a deep breath, broug