Damien's POV.
'Dad, what did you just say?' I gasped in shock.
I couldn't believe that my father would think of stripping me of everything that I had worked for. I worked so hard to build up that company after he left it in scrambles.
'You heard me right, son. I'm not getting any younger and I need a grandchild. An heir who will continue our family name but it doesn't look like you're ready to fulfill that. And anyway, I want a child that would call me grandpa before I pass away,' My dad replied and faked a cough.
That was the height of manipulation from him.
'Dad, your medical reports say that you're alright. The doctor hasn't informed me of any ailment. So, stop this! You're not dying anytime soon!' I shunned and hung up on him.
I checked the internet again and couldn't stop
