CHAPTER 106: THE TRUTH

"Katherine was behind all of my miscarriages," she finished coldly.

This information hit Nathan like a boulder.

He didn’t want to believe it because there was no way.

Katherine wasn’t that evil.

There was absolutely no way.

From his reaction, Eva confirmed that he didn’t have a hand in it but he was still the one who invited Katherine into their homes.

Eva wiped her invisible tears. "You should go bail your wife out. Or rather, try bailing her out because I doubt she’ll ever be able to get free."

With that, Eva yanked her hand from his grip with force that left him stumbling a little. He watched her enter her car and before he could say anything else, Eva zoomed off into the streets.

Hearing all that she’d said, Nathan wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to contain his anger when he went in there.

He took a step, ready to go in when his phone vibrated in his pocket with a phone call.

It was his father calling.

He picked up the call, placing the phone against his ear, brazing himself for the questions that were going to flood his eardrums.

However, that wasn’t what came.

"Come to the office, now."

His father didn’t wait for any response from Nathan and hung up on the call.

This was very unusual of his father. The last time something like this had happened, the old man had demanded answers after answers just three seconds into the call.

Nathan glanced at the police station.

"Katherine can wait," he mumbled to himself as he turned on his heels and departed from there.

Reaching the company, he noticed that the staff were giving him more questionable looks than he’d received earlier when he was leaving.

But he ignored them and took his private elevator, heading towards his office.

Upon reaching the top floor, he encountered the same thing.

He ignored them and went into his office where his father was already waiting for him, but he wasn’t alone. His mother was also there, and both of them didn’t look happy at all.

His mother looked like someone who’d just seen a ghost and his father looked disappointed for a reason.

"What happened?" He asked, concern laced in his tone.

He wasn’t sure if they were in his office because of Katherine’s scandals, or for something else.

Mr. Cross glared at his son, his eyes narrowing into slits and Nathan could his displeased look growing deeper and deeper.

"What?" He questioned, his voice holding urgency, his patience running thin.

"Care to tell him?" He asked, facing his mother.

She stared at him then tore her graze from him like she didn’t want to look at him.

This action only got Nathan thinking about what they could possibly want from him.

"Aren’t you going to tell him who his real father is?!" Mr. Cross suddenly yelled, forcing them to flinch. "Aren’t you going to explain yourself, woman?!!"

Nathan was confused now.

Real father?

’What are they talking about?’ He wondered.

His head was already running at two hundred miles, trying to find a solution to the problems at hand. He was tempted to leave since none of his parents were going to speak yet.

"I’ll tell him," his mother finally spoke, tears welling in her eyes.

She faced Nathan, who stared at her with his curiosity burning deeper.

"He’s not your father," she revealed.

Nathan was frozen stiff for a second, since he didn’t want to believe what his mother said.

"This is not the time for jokes," he said.

He glanced at his father who was glaring at him with so much hostility in his gaze, as if he was always thinking of how to throw him in the thrash.

"Your worthless mother was already pregnant with you before I married her. This woman..." He pointed to his wife as if she was a disgrace to him, his saliva flying everywhere, an evidence of the rage bubbling underneath his skin. "Gave birth to a son that wasn’t mine! You’re not my son!"

If this was a joke, then Nathan hoped that his parents would stop it already.

There was fire everywhere and this certainly wasn’t the time to be joking around.

But his father wasn’t laughing, and his mother, with tears streaming down her face as she sobbed, certainly weren’t tears from laughing either.

Nathan decided to chuckle, as if that would get them to admit this was a prank scheduled at the wrong time.

But his father merely scowled at him like he’d gone mad.

"You must have known about this," the older man said. "This was yours and your mother’s plan to take over my company and for you to steal my will, isn’t that right?" He questioned, his face turning red now.

Nathan gulped down his saliva fast, forcing it down his throat even when he felt like throwing up.

It dawned on him.

This wasn’t a joke at all.

They weren’t joking at all.

"I’m going to have you removed from my will. I’m not going to have some other man’s son have a share in my property. You’d better start packing your very little belongings because after today, I don’t want to ever see you in this company again!!" The man instructed.

He faces his wife. "And you... I trusted you but what did you do? You betrayed me, gave me another man’s child to raise. I’ll contact my lawyer and have us both divorced. After today, I don’t want to see any of you ever again."

Then he left the office after giving them one last glare to pass his message across.

This was not in the list of what Nathan had suspected would happen today.

His mother had lied.

Mr. Cross wasn’t his biological father. And just like that, he was no longer the CEO of the company.

He faced his mother whose hands were over her face, sobbing like there was no tomorrow, like the time would rewind and everything would go back to normal.

’Impossible,’ he thought.