Chapter 59. Calm Down

Aubrianne Ivanov

"That is another reason I am here to see you in particular, hoping to get some answers once and for all.”

I am looking at him, searching his eyes and reactions.

Mr. Grey Senior, though he was senior, this dude was really handsome. He looks about thirty-five. Daniel is twenty-five. He had children of age. How was that even possible?

So what? He had Daniel at ten? Impossible!

Nevertheless, returning to the matter at hand, Mr. Grey clears his throat and suddenly starts shuffling papers on his desk as if to aim to look busy, or, choosing his words carefully, or, maybe, he was simply looking for something.

I sighed heavily, wondering if I would get the same run around from him as I had been getting from Daniel. “Am I going to be getting the same thing from you?”

I eventually asked, interrupting his shuffling contest. I crossed my arms, leaned back on my chair, my handbag on my lap, and an eyebrow arch. Eyes narro