CHAPTER 71

Aaron arrived the burial of Mrs. Black, clad in a black suit. Other than the pain that gripped his heart, and the dark circles underneath his eyes, he looked breathtaking.

Having arrived late, he slipped in the midst of the crowd and watched his grandma’s corpse get lowered to the ground. His eyes watered as they covered her with earth until he couldn’t see her anymore.

Just like that, she was gone. Forever.

Aaron turned around, hoping to slip away before they caught sight of him but was a second too late. His father’s voice stops him.

“Have lunch with me.” It wasn’t a request.

“I have to go.” He gritted, in no mood to get into another squabble with his father or his delightful family.

“News reporters are everywhere. Except you don’t want to leave this place, I’m your best shot.”

Aaron couldn’t believe the nerve of his father. “You set me up?” He let out an icy laugh, “Why am I not surprised?”

“I didn’t need to, boy. You did it yourself.” One of the guards whispered to the Elder S