Page 111 of Till Forever Falls Apart
A paternity test sat in front of me, showing Caspian as my dad’s son.
My half-brother.
Paperwork from a solicitor, signed, showing everything was legal and above board.
This couldn’t be happening. How could I not know any of this? Dad had another son, and I had a brother I knew nothing about.
I sank back down in the chair.
“Everyone get out,” I said calmly, but that rage was festering.
I flicked my eyes up from the paperwork and looked around at the unease amongst the board members.
“Did I stutter? Everyone get the fuck out of this room,” I snapped.
They jumped, hurrying out of their chairs and bolting for the door. I’d never seen them leave a board meeting so fucking fast.
Mr Kingsley sat there next to my father, sharing that smug expression.
“I’d fuck off too if I were you, Mr Kingsley, or I’ll make sure you can never visit any of those clubs again,” I threatened.
My dad gave him a nod, a silent acknowledgement to tell him to leave. He slowly stood and made his way out of the room.
“Sebastian—” Caspian rose from his chair.
“Don’t fucking talk to me right now,” I growled, standing and stepping closer to them.
This burning rage inside of me was pulsing through my veins. My fists clenched tightly, and I could feel the blood leaving them.
He’d lied to me my whole life.
Made me believe I was alone in this world.
That I had no one but him.
“Don’t speak to your new CEO like that, boy. You’re finished. He’s a far better Knight than you’ll ever be.”
Was this guy fucking kidding me right now? A brother I never knew. Another sick pawn in Dad’s power play to get Luxe Corp back.
“Caspian, can you please have security clear out Sebastian’s things?” Dad told him.
Caspian gave him a nod and made his way out of the room. As soon as the door closed behind him, Dad looked me straight in the eyes.
“You were a mistake, Sebastian. I gave you everything in life, and all you did was disappoint me. Your mother made you weak from the start.”
“My mother loved me—something you don’t have a clue about.”
He snorted. “Your mother had no idea how to raise you properly, and when she tried to take you from me, well, I had to take matters into my own hands.”
I stepped closer, narrowing my eyes at him. “Take me? What are you talking about?”
Memories of my mum flashed through my mind. Then, the morning Dad told me she’d been involved in a car accident the night before. I’d never understood what she was doing out at that time.
He let out a vindictive laugh. “Your mother didn’t die in an accident.”
“Yes, she did. The police were at the house that morning.”
“It’s amazing what money can do for you. She was about to leave. She was trying to take a Knight, a mediocre one at that, but I couldn’t allow her to do so. We argued, and I gave her a helping hand down the stairs.”
