Chapter 20

There are some things in life that no matter how hard you try, you don't want to accept. We know it's true, but apprehension doesn't let us believe it. The possibility of it being something so horrible, that just thinking it might be real is unacceptable, scares us. And now, looking at Pierre, I knew he was barely digesting this news. It's not every day that the simple owner of a small cafe says she's the heiress to a billion-dollar company.

Pierre looked at me as if I had just spoken Aramaic. I looked at Adrian, who looked as nervous as I felt. He walked around the room and I just stared at the floor, wishing a hole would open up and swallow me. Suddenly, the idea of ​​running away from here didn't seem so bad.

"Are you the daughter of Frederich and Shelly Harrison?" Pierre finally snapped, an underlying accusation in his voice.

- Yea. I replied, almost patting myself on the back because my voice came out strong.

- He is sure? Pierre asked and I raised my eyebrows at him. He quick