Who's The Father?

*****Vanessa's POV****

“Dad, you wanted to see me. Is there something wrong?” I asked as I walked into his room.

“There's nothing wrong horny, I just want to discuss something vital with you,” he said, sitting up straight in his bed.

“Okay dad, I'm all ears?”

“Vanessa, my child. I know you don't want to mention the father of your child, and honestly, I respect your decision. But then, honey, I want you to understand that I'm getting old, and I really need your help.”

My heart sank when my dad said those words.

“Dad, yelled, is something wrong with you? Is it something you can't deal with?”

“You worry too much, honey. There's nothing wrong with me. All I want from you is to help me with the company. I know you have to take care of Azreal, but I bet you can do that even better when you are with me.”

“Dad, why the sudden decision, though.”

My dad stretched his hands towards me and took mine in his.

“Honey, I'm getting old, and I would rather not put the company into the hands of