196. Unfolding Truth

George wanted to hear that this all was fake, the photos were forged and whatever he read or saw was white lie. Somewhere deep down he still wished that his daughter and Shawn had no relationship like that. But when she said she does love him it shook him off and it all came as an instant react on her in a form of slap.

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Few hours back

It was late afternoon, the sun casting a warm glow through the window of George's office, where the atmosphere was enveloped in a mix of chilled air conditioning and the comforting aroma of warm milk tea. The office decor exuded sophistication, with furniture adorned in hues of caramel brown and dark brown, creating a harmonious contrast against the walls painted in deep earthy tones. George sat nestled in his plush, swirling leather chair, a contented smile gracing his face as he finished signing the last few files of the day.

With the workday winding down, anticipation bubbled within him for the evening ahead—a precious moment earmarked for q