"Honey, what are you thinking?" Frank glanced at her while they were preparing to go to bed.

"Honey, I have to ask you something," hesitance could be heard in her voice.

"Hmm…"

"It's like this, there's a woman who only wants to go through motherhood but not in the usual way, how should I explain this.. uhmm.." Liane walked back and forth in front of her husband.

"Woah easy honey. Why are you so tensed?"

"It's Ingrid. Our G.o.dson is now curious about his father."

"And?"

"And.. Ingrid is anxious because she doesn't know who the father is and she feared that someday, someone would take her son away." she looked at her husband with nervousness.

"Okay...wait, what?? I thought she got pregnant by her boyfriend?"

"It's our little secret.." and Liane told her husband everything.

No one knew about Ingrid's decision to have a baby on her own but not with a husband. Even her family doesnt know about it and as well as Frank.

"When I saw your friend today, I was shocked... because of his features.. Have you noticed it?"

Frank nodded. They fell silent and both were into deep thinking.

"This is what should we do.."

....

"Cliff, my son.." Mr. Clint Briggs was teary eyed when he saw his son visiting him in his mansion. He was having his tea when Cliff arrived.

"F-father..." Cliff never feels so overwhelmed like this time. Never in his wildest dream that there would be a time when he could meet his dad after all these years.

Her mother still loved his father until now and she could not fully imagine her son having an enmity against his father regardless her constant reminder about their situation.

Looking at his father, he felt something strange; his heart beats faster, gooseb.u.mps all over his body. There are so many thoughts, questions that he wants to ask, he wants to hug him but hesitant because he felt hate at the same time, too, for leaving him and not giving time to find him. All these years, he longs to have a father.

"Come here..." and his father hugged him tightly as if his life depends on it. I am so glad that you accepted my invitation despite that you are busy. Cliff is still silent and did not utter anything but only stared at his father.

His father's eyes were gray and he got his mother's bluish eyes. Both of them have firm jaws, thick eyelashes and brows. Only that his father is old and has gray hairs. Even his father is old he still have a well-built physique.

"Son, I know, I am not worthy to be called your father, but give me a chance to prove my remorse of not finding you sooner and for leaving your mother I was a great fool. My life was so empty when your mother walked away from my life." He looked far away suppressing his tears.

"Please forgive me." Cliff tightened his jaw and looked at his father; he was torn between forgiving him and just walk out and neither look back nor go back to his father.

"Well just see where our meeting will take us." His father suddenly laughed aloud.

"You are exactly like me." Cliff just narrowed his eyes.

"Well see." Then he pursed his lips.

"Wheres your mother now? I want to see her again. Is it possible?"

Cliff knew how his mother has been longing to see his father for all these years but because of pride she didnt attempt to do so.

"You go and find her." he said coldly.

"Hmm, will you help me courting your mother again?" Cliff snorted.

"You're old enough to do that, you dont need my help." Then his father grinned.

"That's my boy. And because of that, Ill be busy courting your mother again; I need you to manage our company." He looked at his son with intense determination. He knew what his father was up to.

"Hmm.. only depends if your company meets my standard." His father once again laughed aloud.

"You are exactly like me." And his laughed echoed in the room and the servants were all wide eyed and stared at the man their master has been talking to.