CHAPTER TWENTY SEVENRobert was still stoned with this bolt of the blue information he had received a couple of days ago. After successfully placing his past behind him, it somehow winded up again. Worse, with unbelievable informations. He was sitting in his study, trying to imagine how. How it's even possible that Theresa is the daughter of his long lost friend whom he murdered? Again, he winced in pain at the thought of it which was piercing holes in his heart and made him even more guilty. He breathed out, leaning into his chair and shutting his eyes. 'It was a mistake,' he kept muttering to himself.A knock on the door, and his head shot up to see Margaret come in, a worried expression on her face. He immediately suspected she was going to ask why he's been moody since the day before."Robert–" she started and he managed to let out a hearty laugh, just to convince her it was nothing.She furrowed her brows. "What's funny? Is something–" she looked at her
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