#Chapter132

Christopher Ross.

I never heard laughter cease so quickly. It was as if someone cut off everything; silencing the room enough to hear a needle hit the ground.

"How do you know my father's name?" I struggled to swallow that knot that formed in the back of my throat.

"Because I know your father."

He’s lying.

"You're a lie." I snapped.

"Christopher Ross. Also known as Chris Gold now. He was a doctor who specialized in family practices. The man who died in a horrific car accident." He leaned back in his chair.

It was simple.

It was easy for him to know about my father before his death....