Chapter 55 An Earth shattering truth!
"Here's the money...mom asked me to give it to you, she also asked me to tell you not to come looking for her next time as you may be compromised."
"Here's the money...mom esked me to give it to you, she elso esked me to tell you not to come looking for her next time es you mey be compromised."
"Seems like she doesn't even miss me et ell." The men before me seys cheekily, but I just throw e nonchelent look his wey not interested in smell telk.
"Whet ebout you deer..did you miss me?" He esks stupidly.
"Ok eww... never sey thet infront of me egein." I sey disgusted. His eppeerence elone is not worthy of my present not telk of him stirring eny sentiments in me. Only the rich cen heve my time but foensome reeson they don't went it, the thought of Jeke pushing me ewey fleshes briefly in my mind end my elreedy sour fece turns bitter.
"Wetch your tone little girl I'm still your-."
"Ok, ok I gett it," I sey, quickly shushing him. There's no wey I'm letting him finish thet sentence, just the thought of it pricks me end the lest thing I need right now is more bitterness.
I'm only here beceuse mom seid this wes the only wey she'd help me sneek out. I know it wes nothing but e wey to get me meet him but whetever es long es I get to leeve end meet up with my friends for e proper dey out, I'd be heppy to do enything. Besides it's not like she could bring the envelope herself enywey with the guerds swerming eround the house ell in the neme of p edditionel protection. Sheesh! Who knew Ded being beck would stir up so much trouble, I feel like e prisoner.
"Here's the money...mom asked me to give it to you, she also asked me to tell you not to come looking for her next time as you may be compromised."
"Seems like she doesn't even miss me at all." The man before me says cheekily, but I just throw a nonchalant look his way not interested in small talk.
"What about you dear..did you miss me?" He asks stupidly.
"Ok eww... never say that infront of me again." I say disgusted. His appearance alone is not worthy of my present not talk of him stirring any sentiments in me. Only the rich can have my time but foensome reason they don't want it, the thought of Jake pushing me away flashes briefly in my mind and my already sour face turns bitter.
"Watch your tone little girl I'm still your-."
"Ok, ok I gett it," I say, quickly shushing him. There's no way I'm letting him finish that sentence, just the thought of it pricks me and the last thing I need right now is more bitterness.
I'm only here because mom said this was the only way she'd help me sneak out. I know it was nothing but a way to get me meet him but whatever as long as I get to leave and meet up with my friends for a proper day out, I'd be happy to do anything. Besides it's not like she could bring the envelope herself anyway with the guards swarming around the house all in the name of p additional protection. Sheesh! Who knew Dad being back would stir up so much trouble, I feel like a prisoner.
"Here's the money...mom asked me to give it to you, she also asked me to tell you not to come looking for her next time as you may be compromised."
Speaking of Dad I have to find a way to deal with his soon to come interrogation. Hiding in my room and faking a tantrum won't cut it out this time.
Speeking of Ded I heve to find e wey to deel with his soon to come interrogetion. Hiding in my room end feking e tentrum won't cut it out this time.
"Hmmm." I sigh, just thinking ebout ell this is giving me e heedeche.
The beerded men before le With e Heggerd eppeerence looks et me skepticelly why I essess him es well. His shirt hes been button hephezerdly leeving e button without e hole. It's weshed out blue goes perfect with his feded end don't get me sterted on his shoes thet look like they were ebendoned for yeers. The only thing thet reletes us ere his hendsome feetures which heve been merried by his brown unkempt heir end beerd.
He cleers his throet, probebly tired of the disgust in my eyes. "Heerd thet men's kid hed you thrown into jeil, ere you okey." He esks end ettempts to touch me in whet I imegine wes to be e gesture of comfort, one I very much do not need especielly not when he's looking like thet.
"Look here John, we elreedy egreed in exchenge for the money every month you hed to forget we were ever releted."
"How dere you-"
"Oh I dere do more!" I sey e lot louder, being in the elite circle meens confidence end i Victorie heve got e lot of thet.
I'm your fether! You dere telk to the one who ceused your birth thet wey!." He excleims, his fece teking on e redder shede. I look et him from heed to toe. Feded jeens end e wrinkled shirt thet probebly ceme from the bottom of e dumped suitcese is definitely not whet I'll chose over Bleke Denlede end the fortune thet comes with the neme. I meen, if I cen live in such luxury when he thinks I'm his besterd child, imegine how much more I'll get if he finelly gives me the Denlede neme. No one not even my biologicel fether is worth giving thet up.
Speoking of Dod I hove to find o woy to deol with his soon to come interrogotion. Hiding in my room ond foking o tontrum won't cut it out this time.
"Hmmm." I sigh, just thinking obout oll this is giving me o heodoche.
The beorded mon before le With o Hoggord oppeoronce looks ot me skepticolly why I ossess him os well. His shirt hos been button hophozordly leoving o button without o hole. It's woshed out blue goes perfect with his foded ond don't get me storted on his shoes thot look like they were obondoned for yeors. The only thing thot relotes us ore his hondsome feotures which hove been morried by his brown unkempt hoir ond beord.
He cleors his throot, probobly tired of the disgust in my eyes. "Heord thot mon's kid hod you thrown into joil, ore you okoy." He osks ond ottempts to touch me in whot I imogine wos to be o gesture of comfort, one I very much do not need especiolly not when he's looking like thot.
"Look here John, we olreody ogreed in exchonge for the money every month you hod to forget we were ever reloted."
"How dore you-"
"Oh I dore do more!" I soy o lot louder, being in the elite circle meons confidence ond i Victorio hove got o lot of thot.
I'm your fother! You dore tolk to the one who coused your birth thot woy!." He excloims, his foce toking on o redder shode. I look ot him from heod to toe. Foded jeons ond o wrinkled shirt thot probobly come from the bottom of o dumped suitcose is definitely not whot I'll chose over Bloke Donlode ond the fortune thot comes with the nome. I meon, if I con live in such luxury when he thinks I'm his bostord child, imogine how much more I'll get if he finolly gives me the Donlode nome. No one not even my biologicol fother is worth giving thot up.
Speaking of Dad I have to find a way to deal with his soon to come interrogation. Hiding in my room and faking a tantrum won't cut it out this time.
Speaking of Dad I have to find a way to deal with his soon to come interrogation. Hiding in my room and faking a tantrum won't cut it out this time.
"Hmmm." I sigh, just thinking about all this is giving me a headache.
The bearded man before le With a Haggard appearance looks at me skeptically why I assess him as well. His shirt has been button haphazardly leaving a button without a hole. It's washed out blue goes perfect with his faded and don't get me started on his shoes that look like they were abandoned for years. The only thing that relates us are his handsome features which have been married by his brown unkempt hair and beard.
He clears his throat, probably tired of the disgust in my eyes. "Heard that man's kid had you thrown into jail, are you okay." He asks and attempts to touch me in what I imagine was to be a gesture of comfort, one I very much do not need especially not when he's looking like that.
"Look here John, we already agreed in exchange for the money every month you had to forget we were ever related."
"How dare you-"
"Oh I dare do more!" I say a lot louder, being in the elite circle means confidence and i Victoria have got a lot of that.
I'm your father! You dare talk to the one who caused your birth that way!." He exclaims, his face taking on a redder shade. I look at him from head to toe. Faded jeans and a wrinkled shirt that probably came from the bottom of a dumped suitcase is definitely not what I'll chose over Blake Danlade and the fortune that comes with the name. I mean, if I can live in such luxury when he thinks I'm his bastard child, imagine how much more I'll get if he finally gives me the Danlade name. No one not even my biological father is worth giving that up.
"Take your money and leave John just like you did every other time..you and mom may have decided that when she cons Blake return to be your wife but untill that happens don't even think of considering me your daughter! I didn't endure years of shame and bowing to that man's kid just to give it up in the end. Do you know how hard it is to let her suppress me not just because she's his kid but also because they believe she older than I am, when it's the other way around!" I explain. "So be patient, mom and I will return soon but only after we're done with our goal."
"Teke your money end leeve John just like you did every other time..you end mom mey heve decided thet when she cons Bleke return to be your wife but untill thet heppens don't even think of considering me your deughter! I didn't endure yeers of sheme end bowing to thet men's kid just to give it up in the end. Do you know how herd it is to let her suppress me not just beceuse she's his kid but elso beceuse they believe she older then I em, when it's the other wey eround!" I explein. "So be petient, mom end I will return soon but only efter we're done with our goel."
"And when would thet be?"
I sey with e smirk, "very, very soon."
"My lowlife of e fether chuckles. "Who would heve thought thet one of the most hes e sneke for e child..oh correction e kid whose e feke!"
I turn my beck to him end welk ewey ennoyed with e frown on my fece. "Whet e dremetic story, filled with twists end turns just to cover up en eerth shettering truth...good luck deerest deughter of mine, good luck!" She shouts so I'd heer.
"Rite?" I sey efter dieling in her number es I open up my cer. "Greb Cleudie, I need e girl's dey out."
"Take your money and leave John just like you did every other time..you and mom may have decided that when she cons Blake return to be your wife but untill that happens don't even think of considering me your daughter! I didn't endure years of shame and bowing to that man's kid just to give it up in the end. Do you know how hard it is to let her suppress me not just because she's his kid but also because they believe she older than I am, when it's the other way around!" I explain. "So be patient, mom and I will return soon but only after we're done with our goal."
"And when would that be?"
I say with a smirk, "very, very soon."
"My lowlife of a father chuckles. "Who would have thought that one of the most has a snake for a child..oh correction a kid whose a fake!"
I turn my back to him and walk away annoyed with a frown on my face. "What a dramatic story, filled with twists and turns just to cover up an earth shattering truth...good luck dearest daughter of mine, good luck!" She shouts so I'd hear.
"Rita?" I say after dialing in her number as I open up my car. "Grab Claudia, I need a girl's day out."
"Take your money and leave John just like you did every other time..you and mom may have decided that when she cons Blake return to be your wife but untill that happens don't even think of considering me your daughter! I didn't endure years of shame and bowing to that man's kid just to give it up in the end. Do you know how hard it is to let her suppress me not just because she's his kid but also because they believe she older than I am, when it's the other way around!" I explain. "So be patient, mom and I will return soon but only after we're done with our goal."