“Who the hell are you?” Derrik scowls, “I’m…” Grant stutters, Derrik gets up on his feet ready to throw the man out of his sight. “He is your father,” Liana blurts as she pushes down his shoulders to stop him from getting up. She has never ever seen the expression that appeared on his face, it’s a mixture of shock, anger, disgust and bewilderment. Kayla and Mrs. Luther also drop their jaws and exchange wide eyed stares. “What did you just say?” he manages to speak after a few seconds of being tongue tied. “I’m your father, son.” He utters with an emotional voice.
“I don’t know what’s going on here or what the hell you are up to but I can tell you one thing, I don’t have a father!!!” He shouts and follows by striding into the house in a flash. “Derrik!” Liana yells after him and as she
