CHAPTER 37: When Past Meets Present

DARREN’s P.O.V.

         After I finished eating, I took my plate downstairs and drink a glass of cold water. I didn’t call Dad for I know that he’s surely busy right now. Besides, I can take care of myself.

        I can still remember his wide smile when I thanked him earlier. He looked amused, and seeing him happy for the very first time, my heart melted. Maybe I’ve been too stubborn to him lately. I should have considered his feelings when Mom died.

“Sir Darren, someone wants to talk to you on the telephone,” one of our maids informed me.

“Okay, thanks.”

         I walked towards the nearest telephone inside of our mansion. I answered it with my voice full of curiosity.

“Hello? Who’s this?”

“Darren.” I felt shivers run down to my spine when I heard my bestfriend’s cold voice.