Chapter 114: Her Secrets
(Arata)
"Are you aware of my parents’ story?" I asked rubbing the hard groves of his thick arm. He didn’t lift his head but his eyes swivelled towards me.
"Yes, I have read a few articles. Seemed like they had been through quite a lot," he apologetically said and I offered him an understanding smile before answering.
"My real paternal grandparents abandoned my father until he became the CEO. I can’t even imagine the kind of life he led when he was sold at the mere age of 10 to a fucking paedophile." Tears brimmed up in my eyes but I held them back. My Baba was the strongest and the most courageous man I had seen in my entire life.
Karsten straightened up and angled his body, so he faced me while I continued with this heartbreaking story.
"And look how he raised us. He never even raised his voice at me. Goodness comes from within and I know under that hard exterior. There is a soft heart who cares for people." I pointed towards his chest and some of that grappling tension on his face evaporated.
"Your father is an upright man; I have flaws, Arata, and people don’t let you forget your roots. And when you come into money, all people see is the digits of your bank account."
I could only guess that he had spent his lifetime blaming himself for being born of a man who had committed such heinous crimes.
I rubbed his hard arm, his body was extremely tense.