22: WHOSE SON ARE YOU?

WHOSE SON ARE YOU?

He mused while touching the boy's face. 'Whose son are you?' 2

When Clark felt a hand touching his face, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Daddy..." he softly said.

"You're awake, are you hungry?" he asked, full of concern.

The boy just stared at him, and his mouth opened in shock. His eyes widened in amazement. But when he remembered what happened earlier, he looked down. He seems fearful over something.

"What's wrong, young man? Are you unwell?" he touched the boy's forehead.

"I'm hungry."

"Oh, okay... here, eat this." He handed him a sandwich stuffed with ham, cheese, and eggs. The boy's eyes lit up when he saw the food. Grab it and slowly ate. Cliff just observed the boy eating, and then he drinks the coffee.

"So tell me, how did you end up here?"

"Tristan and I were playing hide and seek and I was the one to hide, but then I got lost." He took out his phone and was about to dial his sister's number but then he received a call from her instead.

"Cliff, are you in your office?"

"Yes."

"Kay, I'm coming over." He then looked at the child again, helping him to drink his milk.

"Sorry if I have disturbed you, uncle. And sorry if I called you Daddy."

"May I ask why did you do that? Calling me daddy?"

"I dont know sir but I just love calling you as my dad."

"Where's your daddy by the way?"

"I don't have one. Can you be my daddy?" The child asks hopefully.

"Ahh..you ask your mom first. Who is your mom by the way?"

Clark opened his mouth to answer when suddenly the door opens.

"Ohh thank God you're here...." Rona heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing Clark.

"Clark, I've been looking for you, and I was so scared when I could not find you."

"I am so sorry auntie Rona for making you worried, I won't do it again." Tears were flowing from the child's eyes that Rona immediately went to his side to console him.

"Don't cry, baby..." she kneeled to have an eye level with the child and hugged him. "..nanny Tess is on her way here."

"Please don't tell mommy please that I misbehaved.." his eyes pleading, "I love to hang out here." he said then his eyes traveled around the vast office of Clifford Briggs.

Rona gazed at his brother, waiting for confirmation.

"So you plan on coming back here?" Cliff was astonished by the boy's statement.

"Yes, uncle Cliff, but not to play. I love to bring my books here and read it. Look Tristan?" He pointed at the floor to ceiling window and ran towards it. "..you're right, you could see the whole city from here. Mom, would love this." He mumbled to himself.

As the two adults watched the boy, Rona's stance became sharp.

"Cliff regarding earlier when I called you, I've been dying to ask you have you impregnated a woman before?"

"What?! Hell, no!" He said sternly.

"But how can you explain the child's features? He looks exactly like you."

"I've never done anything so foolish without taking responsibility of my action. It's just a coincident."

He recollected his 'escapades' before, though all of the women he slept with were willing to carry his child, he never allowed any one of them. He was so careful.

A thought then struck him, which makes him sweat on his forehead.

'Oh no, no, no.. it's impossible!' He screamed in his thoughts, clenched his fist, and gritted his teeth.

"So, do you now remeber?" Rona urged.

"It's just impossible..."

...

On their way home, Clark pleaded to nanny Tess not to tell his mom what happened today.

"Please nanny Tess, I'm begging you, don't tell mom, okay..? Please, please please."

The nanny then sighed.

"Just this one, if you do it again, I will definitely tell everything to her. Deal?" The child smiled happily.

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