CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

GRACIE

A huge mahogany desk separated us from the middle aged man who bore a striking resemblance to Hayden, though his eyes were not as deep as Hayden's, by what I presumed was due to age, the sides of his hair were streaked with grey, he stood tall , just about a few inches below Hayden. His presence demanding power despite his advanced age.

His gaze followed us as we made our way further inside the huge study .

My stomach tightened with just a hint of nervousness as he completed the distance between us, his gaze focused on all three of us

"Father " he acknowledged...