CHAPTER 138

ALEXANDER

I had seen the man hundreds of times, but as he stood broodingly under the gold-lined arch of the entryway, the tall bulk of his muscular frame rigid against the whirl of motion around us, My father looked to me, like a stranger.

“We need to talk,” I deadpanned, gritting my teeth when the room dulled to silence around us so that I could hear the loud thud of my heart beating frantically in my chest.

I met my father’s icy blue gaze squarely, finding that I had begun to sweat slightly as he met my comment with silence, one hand poised casually over the long walking cane that I was certain he did not need.

He heaved a heavy sigh, nodding to the escort protocols behind him who vanished from sight immediately.

“Is everything alright, William? Alexander? What's going on here?” My mother's pale, regal face popped up beside my father as her voice floated to my ears, making Darlene shift uneasily beside me.

It was all I could do not to rush at my father with my fists as the threads o