Jason POV
I walked down to the dining room, Neomi was already seated, as was my mother, digging into their food.
"Morning, ma" I greeted my mother and kissed Neomi on her forehead before settling in to eat breakfast.
"Do you want coffee, sir?" one of the maids said beside me.
"Yes, just a little." I took a bite of my bread when my phone rang. I shuffled it out of my pocket, checking it, and I knew exactly who was calling. Nyla.
"Yeah, Nyla, how are you doing?" She didn't bother to answer.
"Jason, come take your son," she said, and I just froze.
"My son!" I said sharply, My mother dropped her food, focusing her attention on me. What son was she talking about? I have already buried my son. Was my mother lying that my son was dead?
"Where are you?" I stood up, walkin
