Chapter Ninety One

Carlton slumped in his office chair, his posture betraying the weariness that had settled deep into his bones, as his mind felt clouded with his thoughts swimming in a hazy fog, and tiredness obscuring his focus.

His brow furrowed in deep concentration as his mind moved through the world of dazed senses, as his fingers drummed a restless beat against the surface of his desk, with nervousness endlessly brewing within him. He had not slept for two nights.

How couldn't he? When the most unexpected news of him having a child somewhere barged into his life like a wrecking ball and threatened to take every good thing he had away from him?!’

The entire morning, he was unable to focus on anything, and his board of directors was at the receiving end of his shimmering anger.

‘How could he be sane when his boat which had been sailing smoothly was suddenly faced with an iceberg?!’

‘He was sure that he could never have made the mistake of sleeping with Marilyn that night! Never would he have!