Chapter Two Hundred Eighty-Five

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED EIGHTY-FIVE

*The nagging feeling was far from being gone rather it intensified... *

"Why? It's rare to see you here honey. Do come in." Mr Thomas Jordan said as he held out the door for her.

Janice gingerly stepped into her father's spacious bedroom.

When was the last time she was aware? She certainly can't remember... Oh, that's right, since her mother passed away.

They had one kind size bed and two separate beds and rooms when they require privacy. She found it absurd for a couple to have two separate beds and rooms or maybe because there were plenty of rooms and her father didn't know what to use them for.

Anyway, she was here with one goal in mind: To seek answers. No looking back.

Hannah had just left for about half an hour and she had retired to her bedroom to gather thoughts before she finally decided to barge into his bedroom and have a talk with her. Thankfully, he obliged her.

He gestured to the Chesterfield sofa beside the window.

"You seat t