Chapter 27

STRIKER

“Go ahead. See your father.” It still rang in my ear.

Beatreigh, my aunt.

It was even strange to meet her face to face. I wondered if her son, Lake knew about my existence.

“Striker, wait,” she called me again.

“Yeah.”

She held me and put something into my palm. “Keep it.”

When I checked it, it was a man’s ring. “Is this his?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t.” I offered it back. “Keep this with you. You can give this to him when he wakes up. I won’t stay long anyway. I leave as soon as I do what I promised to Dad.”

“It’s not just a ring. It’s Braddson’s ring. Whether you like it or not, you’re the Braddson heir.”

“Well, let me spell it out, Beatreigh. He’s still alive, and I’m just a mistake. I’m not seeing him again after this. So, please, take it.”

Beatreigh just gave me a smile with a light nod. “He never took that off, but it had to when he went for MRI. And hate him all you can, but fifty percent of Braddson’s bl