Chapter seventeen

Though it was expected, he took it in good fate and so decided to do some work since he was already there.

His secretary had gone on leave after her wedding and there was no one to make tea or coffee for him. Just as he got up to help himself, the door opened and the last person he wished to see walked in.

‘Hello my son,’ she said sarcastically showing a smile.

‘You can’t fool me, you know? I know all your tactics. I’m not like every other person you can fool with your sweet talks.

As a matter of fact, this doesn’t look like my father’s office or does it? I don’t remember inviting you here.’ He snapped.

‘Well, my dear you don’t have to get all worked up. I don’t bite, you know? I only want to be a friend. I mean what’s wrong in being friends with my step-son?’

‘You are actually dreaming, in fact, you are fantasizing. I can’t imagine my father marrying you; perhaps he has told you so?

Even if he had, I believe he said that under some kind of influence, perhaps duress.’ He said e