Lilith’s POV“Little Parker, tell your bodyguard that he is not to forget this favor,” I winked at the toddler as we walked side by side away from the two men Mac Parker was in the bakery. “I am not telling him anything about you,” the cute toddler answered.“And why is that, if I may ask?” I teased the boy. I know he doesn’t like me. He had been so obvious about that. But it had been a big question mark for me until now. I never had the chance to ask him about this matter in person either, so I took the liberty of doing so today.“Because I know you want him for yourself. He is mine, and as long as I can keep him, I am not giving you any chance to take him away from me,” Mac said without even sparing me a glance. I could feel the annoyance he had for me in the tone of his words, but I was more amazed that this toddler could boldly express how he felt about me concerning the same person we like to have for ourselves. “You are no doubt a Parker!” I giggled. I have known all about
Nicole’s POVEver since I got the call from Fhadz, I could not concentrate on my lessons, so I excused myself from my professors and left class earlier than usual. I didn’t know how to face Mac because I was somehow afraid to hear whatever he had to say. But I did not want to avoid him, either. This is the first time Mac would meet Mike in person. “I wonder how their meeting went….” I murmured as I sat in the backseat of my ride while my bodyguard-slash-driver was smoothly driving the vehicle from my school to home. But more than Mac’s reaction, I am more scared of how Mike reacted the moment he saw Mac. Although they do not look exactly the same, the fact that they are blood-related would never be denied if one takes a good look at the father and son. “I found someone to help me get the young Master home. He will be at the mansion in half an hour,” Fhadz reported through a call. I could tell he was briskly walking. “Do you have a chance to tell me anything I need to know before
Mike’s POV“What did he say?” I asked Justin as soon as his phone call with the man he said was Fhadz Ling ended. “I am not sure. I think I got it wrong,” Justin answered absentmindedly. “He said he wasn’t Fhadz Ling. But even before that, the lady who first answered the phone sounded like she did not know whom I was referring to.”I checked the images on the footage again.“I don’t know what made you think it was the Fhadz that we used to know, but even by looking at these images, I think you really had mistaken him for someone,” I said while intently staring at the man wearing a thick pair of sunglasses with his hair almost covering his face deliberately as if hiding the entirety of it. No matter how I try to compare the two with the man I knew from the past, this man in the image does not resemble Fhadz at all. I don’t understand why Justin thinks he is Fhadz Ling. “How about the lady that took Mac away?” I asked Justin, simply dropping the matter that involved Fhadz Ling. To b
Justin’s POVI couldn’t tell Mike that I was excited to know more about the man in the security footage with the boy named Mac that day because if the man turned out to be Fhadz, there were so many things I wanted to ask and know after what happened to their car accident a few years ago. But since Mike asked me not to mention this matter again, I could not insist. Until now, I don’t think Mike knew what happened to Nicole Parker on the day they parted. Judging by his reactions, he is totally clueless. However, because Mike had asked me not to mention those matters and issues again, I couldn’t be an a-hole and make this man suffer another pain all over again. What happened in the past is already in the past. There is nothing we can do about it or change any of it anymore. Seeing how Mike had somehow moved on, I do not have the heart to bring back sad memories again. I was willing to do as Mike had asked, but fate seemed to be teasing me ridiculously. Or maybe, the curiosity within m
Mike’s POV“I’d like to invite you to my birthday party,” Mac said in a rush as if something was chasing him. Then after catching a breath, he asked: “Would you come?” “A birthday party?” I asked, scratching my head. “Uhmmmm…. I’m not sure….” I stammered.“What do you mean you are not sure? Are you busy at work or something?” he asked with a saddened voice. His enthusiasm earlier changed so suddenly when he heard my response. And I'm not sure why I felt like I was stabbed by an invisible dagger right into my chest. My lips uttered words faster than my brain could even process as if I was subconsciously eager to explain to him my reasons.“I mean, you know…? I haven’t attended a child’s birthday in a long time. Maybe the last time I did was when I myself was a child. Ever since I became an adult, I do attend birthday celebrations, but they are more on drinking and doing boy’s things. I mean big boys things, you know…?” I chuckled awkwardly as I stated my thoughts to the boy, hoping s
Justin’s POVI did not waste time. Like a bear hibernating in the winter, I closed my world, but instead of sleeping, I surfed the web for every piece of information I could get. I was determined to find out what connection Mike could be to all of this if there is any, like my silly intuition was telling me. If Lilith Craig did not mention Nicole’s name as Mac Parker’s mother, I wouldn’t get to entertain the thought that the two have any connections. How much more about thinking they could be a family to each other. However, I must admit that when I first saw the child, he reminded me of Nicole Parker with his bearing. “He wasn’t very friendly at all. Except when he speaks to Mike!” I thought aloud as I recalled how he stealthily glared at me and then smiled at Mike when the latter met eyes with the boys across us on that table at the baker’s shop.But then again, it was just for a moment. I had no way of thinking that the boy would actually have any chance of being related to the
Nicole’s POV“Mac, sweetie….” I paused as the words seemed to stuck in my throat. I cannot deny the fact that I was so scared, nervous, and all emotions combined of fear, hope, and excitement overwhelmed me immensely. Honestly, I was not sure how to define, describe, or understand how I feel at the moment.“Please, Mom,” Mac said with indescribable sadness in his mien.That expression alone— even if Mac does not say a word, melted my resistance. Yet I could not wholeheartedly agree with his idea.The dinner we were sharing was no less delicious or fancy than other dinners we have shared at this very same table countless of times before, but tonight it was undeniably different.“I know it is not easy for you,” my mom said, comforting me with his warm hand rubbing my back. “But Mac’s idea isn’t bad at all. Chris also agrees with this….”I inhaled deeply. I know, deep within me that I should agree to this, right now. When Mac returned home after meeting his dad in person, I had prepare
Mike’s POV“Sorry to keep you waiting,” I hurriedly apologized to the toddler the moment I saw him standing next to a fancy white van. I walked briskly, and I arrived near him with me catching my breath. I had to run back home when halfway down here because I forgot the cake that I bought for Mac at the baker’s yesterday. I was already in a hurry to get myself ready to leave when I got his call, but it doubled when I realized I was walking down the stairs empty-handed. “Let’s see if you have your clothes on properly first,” Mac laughed gleefully as he gestured I bend down to level myself with him. “I am quite certain you don’t want to look funny in front of everyone at my party, right?” Mac said with a mischievous grin. I did as he asked, with a nervousness started building within me. I really didn’t know what to expect, so I was quite hesitant, but I did not have the heart to tell the boy for fear of causing him sadness and ruining his mood when today was his birthday.“Please, sa