Chapter 107

Noah’s POV

“What?” I exclaimed, leaning forward to my laptop in disbelief. The private investigator I hired some days ago, was here now, telling me a whole bunch of things that I didn’t understand properly.

His words hang in the air like a suffocating cloud, making it too hard to breathe.

“Noah,” He says, his voice calm, but firm. “I’ve uncovered something’s, but you’re not going to like them.”

I grip the edge of the table, my knuckles white.

“Just tell me, stop beating around the bush.” I told him, because I needed to hear the whole information so I would know what to do about it.

“And it’s Mr Sylvester.” I added.

I didn’t like anybody that wasn’t close to me calling me by name. Hence, the reason I had to assert the use of my father’s name. That was more formal, and we were in a formal setting.

“I’m sorry about that, Mr Sylvester. I’ll take note of that from now on.” He said and I nodded. Urging him to continue.

“Natasha