VICTOR
“Maybe if you asked me this question years ago, we wouldn’t be in the mess we are in right now.” Mykel rasped out.
For a moment, I was willing to listen, to listen to whatever excuse he is willing to give at the moment. “If you didn’t tell him, how did he come to know about the pregnancy, the very next day after I told you about Jessica?”
He shrugged, his expression uncertain. “That I do not have an answer to.” He responded. “He probably got to know it the exact same way he got to know about the fact that you both were dating.” Taking a seat on the sofa, he cradled his head. “It is our father we’re talking about here, nothing is hidden from him, not unless he doesn’t want to know about it.”
"Why were you in his office with Jessica if you didn't disclose her to him?" I questione
