Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 137: His Money Tree

Brooke waited by Thane’s bedroom door for him to come back from speaking to the younger looking beauty. A million thoughts ran through her head all at once, as she waited for him.

However, her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. She quickly picked it up and answered, unsure of who the unknown number belonged to.

"Hello?"

"Brooke is that you? It’s your father calling." Scott said, his voice raspy.

The corners of Brooke’s lips curved into a forceful smile. "Hi, dad." Her unnatural voice crooned.

She recalled exchanging numbers with him last night, but still, she didn’t think he would be sober enough to call her at seven am.

"Can you come pick me up at the hospital later today? I’m an old man, and I can’t drive myself back." He asked, telling her rather than asking.

Brooke rolled her tongue around her mouth, she didn’t think his injuries were enough to stop him from driving, but then again, he wasn’t young.

"Um, I’ll try-"

"Great, while you’re at it, cook up something for your old man and a change of clothes." Scott inserted swiftly.

Brooke nodded, taking mental notes. "Okay. I’ll see you later-"

"Oh, and try to come with that scary husband of yours, between the two of us, I think he needs a bit more sunlight." Scott teased, his tone and manner of speak came across as inconsiderate to Brooke.

"Um, I’m not so sure, he could be busy later-" she tried to explain, but he drowned out her voice with his own.

"Nonsense! I have to meet the man my precious little...girl is seeing. Even though I missed most of your life, because of your shitty mother, I don’t plan to miss out on the rest." His tone went soft and low, and almost convincing.

Brooke chewed on her bottom lip. With the young beauty downstairs, she wasn’t sure if Thane would give her half of his attention. Also, she wasn’t sure of their current relationship.

"Okay dad, I’ll try to set it up. But no promises, alright? He’s a very busy man." Brooke reasoned, waiting for her dad to respond, but he didn’t, and just disconnected the call.

Beads of sweat formed a line across her neck, how was she going to convince Mr Grayson, who was laying low at the time to come with her to see her dad?

Did she even want them to see each other?

She had barely gotten to catch up with him and understand anything about his personality...

"Brooke. Can I come in?" A gentle voice sounded from the door.

Brooke’s ears stood at Thane’s voice. She quickly pulled down on the jacket he had lent her and straightened her back.

"Yeah, come in."

Thane took the invitation and stepped into the room, he closed the door behind him and frowned at Brooke.

"You didn’t change out of those clothes? You’re going to catch a cold." He scolded gently.

Brooke stared down at the water still dripping from her clothes. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, she was far too preoccupied with thoughts of Thane to care.

"I didn’t have anything to change into." She reasoned.

Thane opened his closet and took out a grey shirt and a black boxer. "Here, the smallest size I own." He passed it to her. "Later, we can go shopping-"

"Um, actually, Mr Grayson. I was hoping we could go somewhere els...later on...today...together." she delicately told him, making slight hand gestures.

Thane raised a suspicious brow, "Odd of you to bring this up. Is there anywhere in particular you’d want to go?" he asked.

Brooke tucked her wet hair behind her ear and cracked a nervous grin, "Okay, well here’s the funny part. You remember the man I nearly got into an accident last night-"

Thane chimed in, "The piss drunken one."

Brooke laughed off his remark, "My dad." She reminded him.

"Oh yes, the negligent father. I remember him." He said, already showing off his dislike for Scott. He went into the bathroom and came out with a thick grey towel and passed it to Brooke.

Drying her hair, she went on, "Well, he’s getting discharged today and he wants me to come see him, at the hospital."

Thane sighed, "Is that really how he said it?"

Brooke nodded, "Yes, he really wants to see me. And...you." She whispered the last bit so quietly that had Thane not been paying attention, he probably wouldn’t have caught what she said.

"Me? Well, that’s surprising." Thane remarked. "Any particular reason?"

She scratched the back of her head, "He wants you two to get along. He doesn’t know that this marriage is nothing but a compromise." Brooke had her eyes to the ground while she spoke and couldn’t see the slight dampen in Thane’s demeanor when she called their marriage a compromise.

"So, I’d really appreciate it if you could come with me, to the hospital to see him. I promise it’ll be just this once, I’ll find some other way to get around seeing him." She pleaded, already feeling like she was burdening Thane.

He already had someone downstairs, someone who could match his class...

Thane’s hand resting on hers caught Brooke off guard. He gave hers a tight squeeze, and lifted her chin, leading their eyes to each others.

"Are you sure this man is someone you want in your life Brooke? He hurt you once, I don’t want anyone coming into your life and making you suffer." He told her.

Brooke nodded, "I’m being careful, I just want you to trust me."

"I do trust you, it’s him I don’t trust." Thane revealed.

"What do you mean? Do you know something?" She asked, searching his eyes, looking past the contemplation. She took the initiative to hold his hands, "You just said you trust me, then please, tell me what you know about him."

Thane exhaled deeply, "Fine, but please don’t panic."

Brooke felt tensed, what about her father could he have found out that would make her panic?

"What is it?" she held onto him tighter.

"He’s been convicted of car theft, robbery, gambling charges and several assault charges." Thane revealed.

Brooke inhaled slowly then let out a sigh, "My dad’s a criminal?" She asked in disbelief.

Thane stared deeply into her eyes when he said, "Brooke, there’s something else."

Her eyes went round, there was more? "What is it?"

"That man, isn’t your father Brooke." he carefully told her.

Brooke took her hands off his, "What? No. Of course he’s my father. I remember him so well from my childhood, he raised me, until mom remarried, he’s definitely my dad."

Thane calmly explained, "He used to be a frequent sperm donor for various hospitals back in the city, that must’ve been the only job that stuck after he got out of prison."

He went on, "Unfortunately, he stopped his donating nearly three decades ago. Some years before you were even born."

Brooke defended, "Maybe he wanted to raise a family."

Thane held her hand again, "He got into an accident and became impotent, Brooke."

Tears gathered in Brooke’s eyes, "What? That’s not possible, if he isn’t my father then who-" she couldn’t bring herself to finish that train of thought.

"I thought my father died, and now I find out he’s alive, and now you’re telling me he’s not even my dad to begin with?" She laughed through the tears that fell from her eyes.

"Brooke-"

Wiping her tears furiously she retorted sharply, "Why are you just telling me this now? Were you planning to just let me live on with this delusion? Why would you let me meet with this stranger, who clearly has ulterior motives?" She demanded.

Thane held her hand and kissed it, "That’s what I’ve been meaning to tell you. Brooke," he looked at her, his gaze softened, "That man isn’t your father...he’s your uncle."

Scott smiled at the phone after he got off the call with Brooke.

"Easy picking! All of them!" He cackled, crossing his legs and sinking into the comfortable hospital bed.

However, his happy hour was cut short by his phone suddenly vibrating on the bed. He had half a mind to answer it, he didn’t want to listen to Brooke’s bitching voice.

"Ugh." He groaned, picking the phone up.

The bravado he was sporting quickly morphed into fear, when the contact, ’Money tree’ called.

Hastily, he answered, "Good morning boss-"

"Scott you bastard! How dare you take my car and crash it?! I don’t pay you to fuck around with me, now do I?" The voice on the other phone harshly scolded.

Scott gulped, "I am very sorry sir. Some idiot woman jumped in front of-"

"I don’t want to hear your excuses, I know you were drunk, the only reason I’m calling is because I’m starting to lose my patience with you. It’s been more than a decade, and you still haven’t found them. I’m starting to think you’re messing with me."

"I would never dream of it boss. It’s just that, that country is large, so it takes a lot of time getting back from my sources on where they could be." He explained.

"Serena is your sister, isn’t she? Why is it taking you so long to locate her? Or maybe I’ve been too lenient and should’ve let you go to prison for all your crimes." His employer implored.

Quaking in his boots, Scott promised, "Sir, I swear that I’m doing everything in my power to find them. The moment I find my sister and your daughter, I’ll call you immediately."

Author’s Note: The name of my new novel of three Chapters is "Love In Disguise: Lycan King’s forbidden love."

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