Chapter 135

Jack's hands tightened around the steering wheel as he approached the imposing gates of the Burkley household. It had been months since he had last set foot on the grounds, months since he had introduced Brianna to his family. And now, as he stared up at the sprawling mansion before him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread creeping over him.

Parking his car in a secluded spot near the edge of the property, Jack took a moment to compose himself. He knew that confronting his father would not be easy, that it would dredge up painful memories and long-buried emotions. But he also knew that he couldn't continue living in the dark, that he needed answers—no matter how difficult they might be to hear.

As he made his way towards the front door, Jack was greeted by the sight of an old servant waiting to receive him. The man's eyes widened in surprise at Jack's cold demeanor, clearly taken aback by the intensity of his anger.

"Master Jack," the servant stammered, bowing slightly. "I... I