The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 188

Chapter 188: The role of a father

"Henry," he called out, his voice thick with desperation. "Henry, it's me... It's your father."

But the boy remained rooted to the spot, his tiny frame trembling violently as he clung to the safety of the teacher's skirts.

He recalled this man. Henry wondered if he had come to take him back to that place. His shaking did not stop. He trembled greatly. This made the teachers defensive.

"Sir, step back!" they warned.

"This is my son; I only came to see him," Charles insisted.

"Sir, we do not care. You are not on the list. Step back or we will be calling the police," a teacher warned.

Richard arrived quickly.

As Richard took in the unfolding scene, his expression darkened, his jaw clenching in a silent display of barely restrained fury.

Without a word, he brushed past the teachers and strode toward the gates.

"Who are you?" Charles asked. He could tell the man was angry, and he became defensive.

But Richard didn't so much as break stride; his steely gaze locked onto the trembling form of

Chappies The talk of a fathe

just beyond the

drew nearer, the teachers parted like the red sea. No one needed to tell them

unthinkable. With a strangled cry of relief, the boy broke free from his paralysis and rushed toward Richard, his tiny arms

the world shift beneath his feet, the ground seeming to drop away as he watched in abject horror. His own son, his flesh and blood, had rejected him

boy's ear, Charles felt something within him

bastard!" he roared, his fists clenched as he barreled toward the man who had taken his

decisive. In a blur of motion, he shifted Henry's weight to one arm and turned to face Charles head-on, his free hand lashing out in

of the impact sending him staggering back, stars exploding

to the ground in an undignified heap, his world spinning as he struggled to

in his ears as though mocking him. Henry was very excited to see the

18 The role

the hospital. He

was being held. The weight of the moment settled heavily upon his shoulders as he passed through the security checks and made his way to the visitation area, his footsteps echoing against the cold.

as Gina was escorted in, her eyes narrowing upon seeing Martin. She took her seat across from him, her lips curling into a cruel smirk that sent a chill down his spine. It was as if she took pleasure in his pain, reveling in

asked, his voice trembling with emotion. "Why did

life?"

"You were just a weak man, Martin," she sneered, her words cutting deeper than any blade. "You pretended to be an alpha male, but in reality, you were nothing more than a pathetic fool."

chills down Martin's spine. "Don't you remember?" she taunted. "All those properties you claimed to own? They belonged to your ex-wife, the one who died before you had the misfortune of crossing paths with me." Martin's jaw clenched, and he could feel the anger bubbling within him like a volcano on the of his pride and possessions with verge of eruption. How dare she mock him, stripping h her cruel

Gina's demeanor changed. Her eyes

role of a

She lunged forward, her hands reaching for Martin's throat, prompting the guards to intervene and restrain her. Martin watched in a mixture of satisfaction and horror as Gina thrashed against their grip, spewing curses and threats that echoed through

bastard!" she screamed, her

the confrontation. He made his way to the modest apartment he had rented during his hospital stay, the familiar streets offering little solace as a sense