Chapter 292: An investor with a backstory
"I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon." Andrew told him warmly, smiling as they held hands more than shook. His handsome looks, sharp, amber eyes and almost equal height told Andrew that the other man was also a true alpha. With the way his wrinkles were, Andrew could tell the man smiled and laughed a lot.
Probably the reason his Mom had accepted his money, and why Kim had wanted to introduce him.
"See me so soon? It’s been at least a month since the Beckett wedding, my boy! If we were going by my standards, I would have seen you at a coffee shop before now." He chuckled and Andrew laughed as well.
"Ah, you’ll forgive me. Some other things came to pass that occupied my time." Andrew said, hoping the man caught his drift. His eyes crinkled at the corners, his smile reaching them as he continued to hold Andrew’s hands.
"Of course, of course. My my, I didn’t get to say it at the wedding, but it’s so good to finally see you as an adult. I met you once when you were a kid, you know? Your Mom had to pick you up from school because you weren’t feeling well, a common flu, so you came with us to the meeting and my secretaries were fawning over you, giving you snacks and tea. Your Mom had been so nervous that you being there would affect my decision. In a way, it did." His smile widened. "Seeing her work so hard, knowing what she was working for, told me that she wasn’t going to give up easily. I signed the papers that day." He said proudly, meaning it, and Andrew let out a soft exhale.
He squeezed the other man’s hands, his heart feeling full. That was a good story, and he could vaguely remember that time too, now that he mentioned it.
"I remember some of that, but only vaguely. Everyone was so nice. I think I had a sugar high after that." He tossed his head back and laughed at that, giving Andrew’s hand another squeeze before he finally let go.
"Ha! I would imagine so. I did feel a little bad sending you back with her after letting them do what they wanted, but you seemed like a good kid even back then. Never causing a fuss, never throwing a fit. I only heard good stories when I asked about you at our meetings. How you were excelling in school. Tragic she didn’t get to see the kind of alpha you were turning into. I’m sure she’d be proud." It was the first time that Andrew had ever heard those words together. Proud? Of the alpha he had become?
Andrew felt himself become overwhelmed with the emotions that statement filled him with. He hadn’t even considered that fact. He knew his Mom was proud of him, Andrew, the person, but as the alpha?