Chapter 38

Andrew’s POV

Maya Nelson. My daughter. Maya Nelson. My daughter. That’s all I remember.

The folder slips out of my hands as my gaze is lost in space. What the hell? Is it a joke? Since when does this idiot who serves as my right hand know? And why didn’t he tell me anything?

“Andrew, I… I swear I wanted to tell you, but I… I didn’t have the courage,” he stutters, gently putting his hand on my shoulder.

I violently push his hand away before slamming him against the wall.

“Why didn’t you tell me anything? How long have you known that?” I scream hitting the wall right next to his head.

Mark jumps and looks at the hole that my blow caused. My knuckles hurt, but I don’t give a fuck.

“Andrew, listen to me… I… I…”

“I… I… Talk the fuck!” I cut him screaming again.

“Andrew, I wanted to tell you, but… I couldn’t. I was afraid of…”

No longer controlling my anger, my hand closes around Mark’s neck as he tries to free himself from my gr