His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

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I sat up, putting the book aside as he approached.[]

"Good evening, Doris. Carlos." He nodded at Carlos, who had joined us in the living room.]

I took a deep breath, bracing myself. "What's the news?"]

He cleared his throat. "Well, I have some good news and some bad news.

S."

"Start with the good," I said quickly, needing something positive to latch onto.[]

"The good news is that Sienna has been indicted. This time, no one's paying her bail. She'll be going to jail soon."]]

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Finally. Sienna was going to pay for everything she'd done. "That's... that's great," I murmured, still trying to process the fact that it was really happening.

smile to my face, and I couldn't help but think about how

but his expression remained serious. "Now

tensed. "What

business has collapsed. He owes a lot of money, and there are... dangerous people looking for him. His debts have caught up with him, and it's not looking good." My heart sank at the mention of Stefan. While I'd never been fond of him, hearing that he was in such dire straits made me uneasy. "What do you mean by dangerous

there's a

It was hard to wrap my mind around how quickly everything had fallen

sat in disbelief as the news sank in: Stefan was being hunted. My father, the man I had once admired, was now in

and business. "Maybe I was too harsh," I thought.

crashed over me like a tidal wave. He had abandoned us without a second thought. "He left us to

years, he had bailed out Sienna- that vicious woman who put Cyrus in danger. "He chose her over me, over his own grandson," I told myself, feeling the fire of betrayal burn

couldn't believe he chose Sienna, the woman who had hurt our family. "How could he be so blind?" I whispered, feeling angry and

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who didn't care about us. Just thinking about it made my stomach twist. I felt so empty

thought of him dying like this was unbearable. "Should I offer him help?" The question looped in my mind. Yes, he was in this mess because

turmoil on my face. He walked over and sat beside me, his voice calm but firm. "I know you have a kind heart, Doris," he began, "but there's something you need to understand. Your