The greeting came in unison from a dozen men dressed in black. They were waiting outside the door, smiling pleasantly. Just past them,
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Victor could see six black Bentleys parked in a tidy row along the side of the road.
Carolyn, Victor’s grandmother, looked down at him worriedly when the men greeted him so loud. She was worried he’d be frightened, or feel intimidated by their presence, but she was surprised to find that he was calm. In fact, he hadn’t so much as changed his expression.
Any other seven-year-old boy would have been scared out their mind when seeing something like this for the first time.
But if anything, Victor seemed to be anticipating this.
Carolyn led him to the first car in the row and helped him in. She climbed in next to him and, at a signal from her, the convoy slowly moved off in the direction of the Sullivan family’s house.
After a one and a half hours’ drive, they finally arrived.
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Even though it was still relatively early in the morning, there was someone waiting for them at the gate. The car pulled to a stop outside the house and Carolyn quickly got out before going to help Victor. She led him to the door where a servant changed his shoes, and then she took him into the living room.
“Mother, why did you want me to return at such short notice?” said a deep male voice from one of the sofas.
Victor turned his head in the direction of the voice. Sitting on one of the sofas was a man. He was leaning back against the back rest, and had the ankle of one leg crossed over onto the opposite knee.
Beside him sat a gorgeous, well-dressed woman.
As soon as he laid eyes on him, Victor had the vaguest feeling that this man was supposed to mean something to him.
The two of them bore a striking resemblance to each other.
“What’s with this attitude? Does a mother really need a reason to want her son to come home?” Carolyn said in displeasure.
“That’s not what I meant and you know it. Odin is still in hospital with a fever. We need to be there to take care of him. He’s your grandson. Aren’t you worried about him?” the man said in a gentler tone.
Odin.
That was the first time Victor heard that name.
Maria, the woman sitting beside the man, was the first one out the two of them to notice Victor. Her eyes narrowed, and a complicated expression came over her face.
“Don’t talk such nonsense. Of course I am!” Carolyn looked down at Victor and noticed the tense set of his shoulders. She reached down and tenderly laid a hand on his back. Looking up at the man, she asked, “Do you recognize this boy?”
She gently nudged him forward as she spoke so the man could get a good look at him.
The man lazily raised his eyes to look at Victor. Then the expression on his face froze.
“You…” he said slowly.
Carolyn took Victor’s hand and gave his fingers a small squeeze.
“Victor, this is your father.”
Victor had barely even drawn a breath before the man angrily shot to his feet.
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