Chapter 129

Shantelle’s POV

I arrived at the café early, my nerves buzzing with anticipation. Mr. Johnson had agreed to meet me, and I hoped he would provide some answers.

As I sipped my coffee, I couldn’t help but think about my father’s words: “There are things I can’t share with you. Not yet.” What did he mean? What secrets was he hiding?

The door swung open, and Mr. Johnson walked in, his familiar smile a welcome respite from my anxiety.

“Shantelle, dear, it’s good to see you,” he said, sitting down across from me.

“Thanks, Mr. Johnson. I appreciate you meeting me.”

He nodded, his expression serious. “Of course. What’s going on? You sounded worried on the phone.”

I took a deep breath and dove straight in. “It’s about my dad and the scandal. I need to know the truth.”

Mr. Johnson’s expression changed, his eyes clouding over. “What do you know about the scandal?”

“Not much,” I admitted. “Just what I’ve read online. But I know