The Tycoon's Lost Child のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Nickolas was awakened by a soft knock on his bedroom door. He slipped out of the covers and put on a bathrobe.Luther was standing outside his door ash faced. "I just received a call from one of my men on the Island. James shot someone and turned the gun to his head."Nickolas took in a chunk of air and choked on it."When did this happen?" he couldn't believe James would do something like that."This evening, Sir, they have already taken the body to a local funeral home.""Both bodies?""No, the young man survived, he was rushed to hospital and they took James to the funeral home." Luther looked shaken. "Sir, if we left now, we could be back here by lunchtime.""No." He closed the bedroom door shut. "There is nothing we can do at this hour if they have already taken the body away, besides, I have a pregnant wife in there who can go into labor at any minute now. Prepare to leave first thing in the morning. And Luther call the pilo

Nickolas sat on the grass, he was admiring the pretty flowers that had been planted on his little girl's small grave. His wife had insisted on a home burial and now he understood why, coming here calmed his racing thoughts. The location had been another great idea, she had chosen a secluded spot on the lush green that overlooked the pond. Away from prying eyes. Grace had chosen it for Its solitude and serenity. To give it more color to blend in with its surroundings, she had planted the lilies. His daughter was now resting among the lilies like the angel she was. And that only reminded him of how much of an ass he had been. He took a swing from the bottle he carried with him. A new habit of his. He seemed to be carrying a bottle everywhere he went. Next to the bottle sat a white envelope on the grass containing the DNA results. He desperately needed to know the truth about Theodore's paternity but something was stopping him from opening the results and finding out. He took a deep br

Nickolas and Grace were sitting at the breakfast table when Stravos walked in to speak to Nickolas. They had been eating in silence, as it was now becoming a norm around the house. "Sir, there is a Miss Oxton here to see you." He said. Stravos without knowing the history behind it, had just blurted it out in front of his wife. Just when he thought he was covering more ground with her, he could now stand the silence and only spoke when necessary. "Excuse me," Grace said as she got up and took her breakfast with her before leaving the table. Nickolas put his fork down and looked at Stravos with a 'What-the-fuck-have-you-just-cost-me?' expression. And just like that, he knew he was back to square one. Stravos stood there, not understanding what had just happened. "Should I show her in, Sir?""Yes please." He was hopeless and there was no point now, was there? He was probably back in the dog house anyway as far as Grace was concerned. Stravos walked out, and a few minutes later came

Nickolas met Luther in the kitchen having coffee with Stravos. He eyed the pair and shook his head. "Since when do you sit and have coffee at this time?" He looked at his watch."Since we no longer have work to go to, I figured I'll sit and have a cup with Stravos. The man has stories to tell about the Island." Luther looked at Stravos who had turned beet red and he got up from the table to fetch Nickolas his breakfast. "I'm sorry to disappoint you old champ but today we going to the office." He whistled and sat on his chair. Luther only gave him an amused smile. "You don't say. In that case, I better go and prepare myself, wouldn't want us getting lost. It's been a while." He stifled a yawn and sat up. It had been. But now it was time to dust himself off and get back on the horse. He felt lighter. Last night's events had done him a load of good. He knew it might take Grace a while to absorb everything but at least he didn't have anything to hide. He had opened himself bare to h

When Nickolas got home that evening. Stravos met him at the door. "Madam left with her luggage and the baby." Those were the first words that left the man's mouth. "Ok stravos, thank you for letting me know." He had known that it was inevitable, but he still felt a tug at his heart. He had been hoping that they would move across this hurdle unscorched. But maybe he had been right all along. It was too much for her. After all, it had been his cross to bear and not hers.He made his way to the master bedroom and started opening closets, she had taken everything. She wasn't only mad at him, this time she was done, and little Neill? Would they have to go to court and fight it out? It was his rotten luck. He sat at the edge of the bed and thought about his choices. To add salt to injury, Amelia had come out of their affair happier than him, and without a hair out of place. He laughed out loud. She had bagged a child with a man she loved and most of his money. He truly envied her. He got