Chapter 87

~ Charles

My father’s words hit me like a sledgehammer, breaking through my reality. The finality in his tone left no room for negotiation. I clenched my jaws, suppressing my anger that shimmered beneath the surface.

“What do you mean, Dad?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady, trying to hide my anger. “What does Megan’s return have to do with anything, especially my position and all I worked for?”

My father leaned back in his chair, a smug expression on his tired face. “Your marriage to Megan was no coincidence. I wanted that union to stand. I did everything within my powers to ensure that both of you end up together, but your attitude and reckless lifestyle pushed her away. Now, you either find her or…”

I scoffed. “Or what, Dad?” I was already tired of my father using the same card on me over and over again. “You are willing to jeopardize everything I worked for over a marriage of convenience?”

He smirked, swirling the tea in his cup. “It is not just a marriage of convenience