Chapter 52: Suspicion
[ York City: Golf Country Club... ]
After leaving the mall, Dominique and Ashton headed to the Golf Country Club to meet the other members of the Circles. While waiting for the others, the two stayed in the clubhouse, having their refreshments and enjoying the view of the golf course through the large glass windows.
"Hey, Dom! This is driving me nuts! Am I the only one thinking about this?" Ashton tugged his hair as he turned to Dominique.
Dominique looked so calm, his gaze fixated on the crystal glass in his hand. "What do you mean?" he asked, leisurely swirling the remnants of his scotch.
"The young boy bears a striking resemblance to you! Am I just overthinking? Why is he connected to Gael? Could this all be a mere coincidence? At first, I really thought he was your son out of wedlock not until I saw Gael!"
Dominique took a sip of his drink. "What are you implying?"
Ashton leaned back, a contemplative expression on his face. "You know..." His voice trailed off, undecided whether to continue his words or not.
"Just speak," Dominique uttered in his cold voice.
"Oh... It’s nothing. Never mind." Ashton decided not to open Dominique’s wound. Mentioning Sabrina might ruin his mood.
Dominique’s gaze turned introspective for a moment before he spoke up. "Were you thinking Sabrina might still be alive and she could have been pregnant five years ago? Perhaps Gael is keeping her hidden from me, and Aaron might indeed be my biological son with Sabrina."
Ashton gasped upon hearing that. "OMG, Dom! Are you a psychic?! Did you just read my mind?"
A steely glint flickered in Dominique’s eyes, and his hold on the glass tightened. Just like Ashton, he had been bothered by Aaron and his connection with Gael. His mind had been busy thinking about those possibilities.