Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire

My Son.

Ting Tong's.

Esther saw the clock on her phone, at 6 a.m. Who comes in early in the morning?

The woman restyled her appearance in the kitchen, tying her hair walking to the front door.

Chequek.

It was an introduction with a bunch of roses and luxury items in both hands. "What's with Miss Esther?"

"Yes, I."

"Please sign it, Miss Esther."

"Who's the sender?" Esther was no longer strange to receive a delivery like this, so she picked up the flowers along with the items that were sent with the flowers.

"There's a card, miss. Excuse me."

"Thank you" Esther replied, she closed the door bringing the flower into the kitchen.

Esther took the card from the flower slip, there were only initials. "DMQ, who?"

"Hoaamm, Mommy. What breakfast?" Justin rubbed his eyes while yawning, with a pillow face and disheveled hair.

"Black pudding and oatmeal."

"It must be delicious, woahhhh... What is this? Who's the sender, Mom?" Justin picked up the items near the flowers, opened the rope and checked the contents inside. "It looks like a dress, Mom. And. fill the other bag with a set of jewelry. It's a range of 1 million dollars, wowww." Justin was unaware.

When hearing the price range of a set of jewelry Esther frowned but she was more surprised because her son could directly estimate the price of the jewelry. "Justin, why do you know the price?"

Oopss! Justin just realized he was lost, he was looking for sense.

"From the internet, Mom. School lesson had us look for the types of jewelry stones and the price per fruit and also other things," Justin shrugged his shoulders chuckle.

"Ahhhhh... Get ready there, Mommy ready for your breakfast."

Justin felt relieved his Mommy instantly believed, he immediately turned his body walking quickly towards his room.

But Esther stared intently at her Son, "What are you hiding from Mommy, son? Hm..."

Esther then starts preparing breakfast for the two of them, she also has to go to her office.

As she was leaving for her office, Esther looked back at the initials on the card to recognize her writing but as many men worked with her, she shook her head.

"Honey, let's go."

Justin frowned when he heard the embarrassing call again, if it wasn't his Mommy he would have covered the man's mouth with his fists.

***

Vard follows from a distance the car Queena was carrying, as it approaches a school his car stops.

Degh's!

"Is there a problem with the examination? But there's only new identity data on Miss Queena and also a nearly 50-year-old man named Darish."

"What is Queena's son and that man?" Vard gripped the seat tightly.

"I'll check again, President."

Vard pinched his forehead, why did Queena run away with the man who had come to her father's house? Why did he get out of the car with a child?

Vard picked up the phone calling his dad, "Hello, Pah."

"Hm? What's up?"

"I want to ask."

"What?"

"Who was the man who came to Papa's house 8 years ago before Queena disappeared?"

No answer, "Bye, I beg you. Just this once Papa answered my question..." Vard was frustrated.

"Hahhhh.." sighed the Papa, "You yourself why never be honest with me if you have strange feelings for Queena. Wales told me, you've desecrated that poor girl. Queena should have run away from you, you're an asshole."

"Well, I can't help it, I..." Vard lost his words, now he understood whatever reason he had still did not justify his depraved deeds to Queena. "I was wrong, Pah. I want to fix it, please help me..."

"His name is Darish, he's a friend of Queen's mother who knows all the secrets of Oliver's family. Actually Papa was suspicious of Darish, when we identified Queena's ashes again and you said Queena ran away from you. But all this time Papa's been quiet because if Queena runs away from you it means she doesn't want to be with you, Vard. When Wales told Queena the truth about your depravity, Papa was finally happy to keep it a secret from you."

"Bah.." said Vard.

"You can find her now, Taylor reported to me you've found Queena. If you're in good faith to fix everything, I'll support you. But, if you hurt Queena one more time, I'll never consider you my son again!"

"Good, Pah. Who was the kid with Queen? Boys."

"Kids?"

"Do you know that too?"

"No."

"What is Darish's son?"

"No way, actually Darish is Carlotte's ex-boyfriend, Queena's mother. She said, Queena's like her own son."

"Is that my son?"

"Just make sure of everything, Vard. Call Papa."

"Good, Pah. I'm closed."

"President, this is a picture of the boy." Taylor put a picture on her iPad in her hand.

Vard picked it up, his lips instantly smiling broadly, "He's my son, Taylor. Look at! This kid looks a lot like me!" happy shouting.

The Assistant smiled, he also saw a 90 percent resemblance in the face of the child and his President.