Semua Bab Bound By His Name : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Damien POV"Why are you here?"Seated opposite me was Theodore, his expression annoyingly calm as he leaned back in his chair."Same reason you are here," Theodore replied.I narrowed my eyes at him. "And what exactly is that supposed to mean?"He gave me a brief look before glancing toward the closed door behind me. "Well, your stepmother is next door."I scoffed. "My father's wife, not my mother.""Whatever. That's your business." Theodore shrugged, looking completely uninterested in my correction. "I'm not leaving just because you want to continue staring deep into my soul."I leaned back in my chair and stared at him even harder. "Trust me, Theodore, if I wanted you gone, you wouldn't still be sitting there."He chuckled softly. "See? That's exactly the attitude I was talking about.""What attitude?""The one that makes you think everyone around you is either a threat or a piece on your chessboard."My expression hardened. "And yet you're still here.""Exactly." His smile widened.

Fred POV"Where were we, Father? Oh, you were saying something."I leaned back in my chair, pretending I had completely forgotten about our little argument. His expression remained stern, but I could see the exhaustion in his eyes.He stared at me for a moment before slowly closing the file in front of him. "I was saying that I want Elias brought back."I raised an eyebrow. "Again?""Yes, again."I let out a quiet sigh and shook my head. "Father, why are you suddenly so concerned about Elias? You spent years treating him like he wasn't even your son, and now that he's gone, you want him back."His jaw tightened. "That's none of your concern."A small smile tugged at my lips. "Oh, but it is my concern when you're asking me to bring him back."He leaned forward, his face turning red. "Fred, don't test my patience."I chuckled softly. "Relax, Father. I only asked a question.""When are you moving to find him?"I almost laughed at the seriousness in his voice."Oh, Father, where exactly d

Fred POV"Judgment?"The word immediately caught my attention, and I slowly turned around to look at him.My father was no longer wearing the tired expression he had carried since I entered the office. His face had become completely serious, and something about the way he said those words made the room suddenly feel much colder.I stared at him for a moment before slowly walking back toward my chair. "What judgment?"The stranger's smile returned.And that smile told me I was about to hear something I wasn't going to like."So it goes like this," he began, settling comfortably into his chair. "We've been watching you for quite some time, and you've been really good at sowing discord."I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Go straight to the point."I had heard enough of their riddles and dramatic speeches. If they had something to say to me, they should just say it instead of dragging me around in circles.The stranger's smile slowly faded. "Fine."He crossed one leg over the other and studied

Fred POVThe secretary stood awkwardly in the doorway with the tray balanced between both hands. Her eyes moved from my father to the stranger and then finally settled on me.I could see the exact moment she realized that something was wrong because her fingers tightened around the edge of the tray while her lips parted as though she suddenly regretted entering the room. "I... I can come back later.""Close the door." His voice was barely above a whisper but she heard the command in it. She stepped into the room and carefully closed the door behind her before walking toward the desk with slow and uncertain steps."I brought the tea you requested, sir."She placed the tray on the table and the cups rattled softly against their saucers. Nobody moved to touch them, and the silence that followed made the poor woman look even more uncomfortable.I couldn't help wondering why she was so nervous.This was my father's office and she had probably entered it countless times before, so why was

Fred POVI slammed my car door and stormed into the house. "Jane!"I expected the useless nanny to come running the moment she heard my voice, but the hallway remained frustratingly silent."Don't make me call your name twice!" I barked, my patience already wearing thin. "Jane!"Still nothing.That woman must be having the time of her life somewhere while I was left dealing with everything myself. If she didn't answer me now, I was going to—"Oh, my son. You're back home." My mother's voice interrupted my thoughts as she descended the staircase with the elegance of someone who had absolutely no reason to hurry. Her freshly painted nails were held up carefully in front of her while her hair sat perfectly arranged around her face."Why are you making so much noise?" she asked.I glared at her. "Where is that fool?"My mother placed the freshly painted hands on her lips as she laughed softly. "Calm down, Fred. The fool has finally left us."She stopped halfway down the stairs and blew l