He did something that made the world stop.
He bowed his head slightly.
“Granddaughter…” he said softly.
“I’m sorry it took me so long to find you.”
Inside the mansion, people were watching through the windows.
Eleanor Whitmore’s face turned pale.
“No… that’s impossible…”
Adrian stepped outside with Vanessa, confused.
“What is going on?” he demanded.
I didn’t even look at him.
I was still staring at the man in front of me.
My hands were shaking.
“Are you really…?”
He smiled gently, though sadness lingered in his eyes.
“Yes,” he said.
“I’m your grandfather.”
My entire world shifted.
All my life…
I thought I was an orphan.
I had been told I was abandoned.
But the truth was different.
My mother was his daughter.
She had run away from the family to be with the man she loved.
That man was my father.
When they died in an accident…
I was lost in the system.
For twenty years…
He had been searching for me.
And when he finally found me…
And learned what the Whitmore family had done…
He came immediately.
Behind me, the mansion had gone silent.
Guests had begun stepping outside.
Everyone was watching.
When Richard Whitmore heard the name Kingsley…
The color drained from his face.
Because everyone knew: