Chapter 14
**Xavier's POV**
"Good morning, sweetheart" I called to her as I came downstairs and found her flipping some pancakes.
"Hello, to you too" She said, not sparing me a glance.
"Well, according to my father, he's twenty minutes away" I said and sat on the island seat, while she served me a plate of pancakes and syrup.
"Here you go" She said as she dropped the plate in front of me. I saw what she was doing.
She was avoiding me, avoiding looking at me and avoiding talking to me.
"Dorothy" I called to her but she didn't answer me. I stood up and went behind her, and I felt her tense up.
"Are you avoiding me? Or…it's another sex dream" I whispered in her ear which caused her to turn to me.
"It wasn't another sex dream, okay? Fuck off" She said and tried moving past me but I held her hand and pulled her back.
"Why are you so difficult? You've been avoiding me after that day" I told her, my eyes scanning her face.
"Because…because, Xavier. You are married. This isn't right, you are a husband to someone, legally" She said, her eyes trained on me.
"Hmm. Let's see, you are having a battle between your moral conscience and your physical desires, no?" I asked her, smirking and her face slowly turned into that of an angry bird.
Just a little bit dark shade.
"I don't desire you, because I know you are married and no, I don't have a battle between my morality and desires" She retorted back, and her eyes widening.
"Are you sure? Because last I remember, you were the one fingering yourself to my name" I said and kissed her earlobe.
And at this point the doorbell rang.
"My father is here. We'll have this discussion later" I said and left her to open the door. My father walked in, my mother trolling behind.
"Mom?" I asked as I didn't expect her to come.
"Well, I heard, there was a Reyes daughter" She said and her eyes immediately went to Dorothy, and at once her eyes welled up.
"Are you about to cry?" I asked her, titling my head.
"You look just like your father, child. But have eyes of your mom's" My mom told her and enveloped her in a big hug.
"Oh, wow. So you know her family too. Nice" I said and took their bags inside.
"We'll stay for a day or two. Depends on what you guys want to discuss" My father said, looking between Dorothy and I.
"Well, it's exactly what you think. It's about my father and Diana's father partnership" She said, walking towards the couches.
"Ugh, spare me. That family is…ugh. I wonder how you agreed to marry them. I can't stand the sight of those people, going about like they are philanthropists" My mom said, gagging her eyeballs out.
"C'mon, mother. They can't be that bad" I said, trying to soothe her overreacting nature. My mom usually is a very accommodating person but if she talks about someone like this, then they are really nothing pleasant and just pure obnoxious.
"Huh? Really? Okay. What is it, you want to find out, darling. Let's educate my son on how far those people can go" My mother said, anger in her eyes and voice.
"Well…erh, my father had this recording…" Dorothy started but was interrupted.
"Wait, a video recording?" My father asked, his posture getting serious.
"You know about that?" Dorothy asked, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Where is it?" My mom asked, squeezing my father's hand a little.
"Well.." Dorothy said and stood up, and headed upstairs.
She soon came back with a black CD case, and went to the CD player and put it in and turned on the TV.
Her father soon appeared and he looked truly terrified, after few minutes, the recording came to an end.
And there was complete silence, only sobs from my mom was heard. My dad looked at Dorothy, stared at her, and glanced at me.
"Something you want to say, dad?" I asked him.
"You are not ready for what I want to say, son. Neither is she" My dad said, throwing me into more state of confusion.
"What does that mean? And why is Mrs. Wort crying so much?" She finally spoke up.
"Your mother, I knew her. You know, that trip was meant to be a family trip, I was the last person she spoke to that day. She had planned to take you out, maybe on a road trip but she planned a whole weekend for you guys. They were on their way to pick you up, she said you had been stressed about your presentation and she wanted to do something to ease you" My mother said, looking at the ceiling in a pensive mood, like she remembered every bit of that day.
"Wow, so you guys go way back?" She said as she found every bit of this intriguing.
"Well, yeah. Friends for over twenty years. I introduced her to your father and your father introduced me to my darling man over here" My mother, smiling like a teenager in love.
"Well…anything on the company?" I asked, not really ready to get into my parents sex life.
"Well, there is. A lot. Dorothy, what exactly do you want to find out?" My father asked her, his eyebrows raised. I saw Dorothy's face scrunched up.
"Well, anything about the company" She answered as her eyes glanced to me unsure of what my dad meant.
"To spare you the mind game, my dad wants to know how far you want to go. Anything on the company, could be exactly what you know and he just leaves it at that" I said and gave her a cloaed lip smile.
"I'm glad I taught you a lot" My dad and I just gave him an eye roll. I knew how much torture I had gone through.
"Hmm. Well, I want to know what happened that my father was so scared that he heard the truth and confronted Mr. Frey" She said and looked at my dad squarely.
"Are you sure you want to know?" My dad asked, his eyes on my mom, like he was asking for approval.
"Yes. Everything" She said.
"Okay. Well, your father and Mr. Frey worked together for over ten years..no, close to ten years. It was two years to it being ten years, then your dad…died" My father said, dropping his octave at the 'died'.
"That means it's been, sixteen years, like the contract is still relevant. It's four more years to twenty years for the expiration" She said, looking at my dad as if she discovered a treasure map.
"Yes. But…Douglas was smart enough. Two months after your father's death, he changed the company's name, to his present one…" My father said but he was yet again cut off.
"So as to claim everything. He doesn't want to pay my father his share that he had been hoarding for over ten years, so he changed the name, claiming that the second signatory to the account was dead" She said, realization hitting her features.
Hmm, she understands business.
"What did you study?" I heard myself saying.
"Marketing" She said, smiling proudly. And I just simply nodded my head.
"See, smart child" My dad complemented, and she just smiled in appreciation.
"Wait, if Diana's father didn't want to pay your dad, why then is he asking me to invest in his company?" I asked, no one in particular, but the look on my dad's face made me think otherwise.
"Have you invested? Don't you ever invest there" My mother said, looking at me with wide eyes.
"Listen to me, son. That family will do anything to end everything associated with the Reyes family and the deal they made. Which means, you are my son, I know about their deal, and they'd want to implicate you. And Dorothy, for the fact you know this information, you are already in danger" My father said, his expression stern.
"What do you mean?" I asked him. He didn't answer immediately as he breathed out.
"I mean, they will implicate you if you invest there. You are my son and they'll say, I knew about the material and it's implications, if everything goes west, and I encouraged you to invest" My dad said and stood up.
"Wow. Is that why she kept pestering me?" I asked myself in a small whisper.
"Well. If that's all, we'd love to settle down now" My dad said and assisted my mom in standing up.
"Wait.. sorry. Do you have any idea of the black recorder he held?" Dorothy asked, standing up.
"Oh, that. Like he said, you'd just have to think" My dad smiled, leaving her in more confusion than clarity.