Our Little $ecret

ple taking pictures and the potential effect in the press, but strangely, I didn’t care. She was all that was running through my head. It was her sharp tongue and her quick comeb

ht out loud and scornfully snickered

er asked, thinking I

rgetting that it was the driver I was talking to. “She

.” The driver replied, offering a possib

gy eyes of yours fixed, on the road.” I scolded. “You! You allowed that…girl, speak to me the way she did. You didn’t even do anything about it! And you have the audacity

alk to me like that? Ladies, women, married and unmarried, even girls, usually fell at my feet the moment they saw me, showering m

ur father wants to see you.” The driver informed. I sighed

affairs with men much younger—much, much younger, than my father, which got so much attention from the press that our household became an opened doll house on display. Notwithstanding all the chaos, he had loved and supported me unconditio

sure to treat adults accordingly. I decided to send Anthony a text and he replied saying he knew I wasn’t going to be available and said he had date night with his f

traverse with my father when I was just a child. The lush greenery and the magnificent landscape, seized a special place in my

it stood tall, a symbol of my father’s success and ambition. I was overwhelmed by the

something important about to happen. The fact that he had called me here urgently was deeply unsettling. I had always been a stubborn, indepen

call me?” I as

is s

l?” I as

or, young master.”

” He shook his head. “So, he

young master

had always known. His appearance, once robust and full of life, had been defeated by the illness. The butler discreetly knocked on the door to get his attention. He turned around sluggishly and the moment he s

uld come. I didn’t think you would g

oks.” I remarked, rushing to embrace him. I hugged him tightly an

ce tinged with emotion as he returne

o.” I replied and released the hug. “Dad,” I started, my

time left, Thane,” He began. My heart ached at the gravity of his words. “I’ve been diagnosed with stage three prostate cancer. It’s moving fast and the doctors have told me I only have a few months.” I was r

hing we can do? Can’t t

don’t, I hope I end up in a happy place.” He replied, his eyes unwavering as they met mine. “But there is more, Thane. I called you here not just to chit-chat over my health. I need to

an’t. I don’t

ght me off guard. I had always resisted the idea of stepping into the family business, always wanted to carve my own path

t are way experienced than I am. Why not reach out to them? I am sure there will be o

ur ability to overcome challenges. I know you’re capable of this.” His words resonated deep within me. My father had always be

ad

bout this if I didn’t b

Until you recover and come back for it.” I said, my voice filled with

y. “I have a question to ask you.” My father’s voice trembled slightly as he continued, his eyes searching mine for a response. I nodded, gesturing for him to continue, my heart pounding in my chest. “Are you seeing anyone? Is there someone

ice catching in my throat. “A girl—I mean a lady, but.

He asked. Where was

ther’s eyes bore into mine, and I co

to marry he

throat. “Yeah.” I

o inherit the business,” He continued, his gaze unwavering. “You must be married. It’s a condition I’ve set.” He declared. My heart skippe

in, my voice filled with a genuine desire to understand his reasoning. He leaned back in his chair, his face reflecting a lifetime

building a future together. I’ve watched you grow into a capable and strong young man, and with the right woman by your side, I know you have the potential to lead our family legacy.” He had a fixed gaze, searching for understanding. “I love

business; he was imparting a deep lesson about commitment and the importance of family to business as someone who was married and ran a busi

epth of responsibility and the overwhelming love my father had for me. I didn’t want to disappoint

es to honor your wishes.” A small, grateful smile touched my father’s lips, and he reached out to place

My father said, wit

ut me off from the mansions and d

are with. How long have you bo

he conversation. “Don’t try to change the topic, it only makes you look guilty.” I added. Look at who was talking.

I let out a breath of relief. Now I had gotten closure. I could rest ea