Chapter 209: How It All Began (1)
As Ryan walked out of the building, he turned to his men. "Clean it up," he ordered and then took out his phone to call his private investigator.
"I need you to find me someone urgently. His name is Callan Quinn," Ryan ordered as he got into his car.
Ryan sat in the backseat and looked out the window. The sky was dark. His heart felt dark too.
He was furious. He was mad that it had taken him thirty-one years to find out the whole truth. He was angry that it took him so long to find out about his son.
He had waited for over three decades for this. He had plotted and planned to take everything from his parents and the Moores from the moment he knew what they had all done.
He thought back to when he was young. Thirty-one years ago. To Nancy. His beautiful Nancy with her shiny black hair and pretty blue eyes that looked sad sometimes.
He was twenty and in college when he met Nancy. He was rich. Everyone knew his family. Everyone called him arrogant.
Nancy was eighteen and the only child of her poor parents. She worked at his favorite diner. No, it had become his favorite diner after he met her there.
It had been love at first sight for him. One look at her beautiful smile across the room as she attended to other patrons and he had fallen for her.
He still remembered what she had been wearing that day like it was yesterday; a white apron and a blue dress.
She did not smile at him like she had done with the others when she brought him coffee. She had disliked him at first sight. His reputation as an arrogant jerk had preceded him and she had decided even before they met that she wanted nothing to do with him.
She did not care that he was rich. That made him want her more.