Chapter 89. Secrets of the Past - II

The office was classic and elegant, much like Gregory’s taste in furnishings. The walls were lined with mahogany bookshelves that were filled with a vast collection of books on everything from business and finance to history and literature.

Christian wondered if his father had read every single one of them. The number seemed a little too large for his tastes.

To one side of the office, a large floor-to-ceiling window overlooked the back garden, providing a breathtaking view of the place.

Christian sat in one of the leather chairs in front of the desk. Gregory, on the other hand, was sitting in his own office chair with his arms crossed over his chest. There was this unreadable emotion in his eyes, and he seemed to be considering what to say and what to leave out.

Gregory looked at his son. Christian was so much like him at times. Even as a child, he didn’t like to get along with people just for the sake of it. Rather, he preferred to get something out of it.