Chapter 66: Who's my father?

Adams sat in his room, his fists clenched as he replayed the conversation he had overheard earlier. The muffled whispers, the urgency in his mother’s tone didn't sit right with him. Something was off, and his gut told him it was something big. He stormed out of his room, heading straight for his mother’s study.

When he pushed the door open, his mother flinched, caught off guard. She quickly put her phone down and tried to compose herself, but Adams wasn’t buying it.

“Who were you talking to?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.

His mother hesitated, her eyes darting around as if searching...