His eyes scanned the name written on the polished marble stone with flowers and candles still scattered around his tomb. But no one else was present, visiting his grave, except him.
He had high respect for the man, buried in this ground, for being a worthy adversary, but he could not say he felt a tremendous loss since he never knew him as a father.
Still, he knew him as a man of vision who had taken the business industry by storm. No one was able to stop him from taking what he wanted. A man he would remember for his accomplishments.
ETHAN HAMILTON
A GREAT MAN, A WONDERFUL AND LOVING HUSBAND
THE BEST DAD
Written on the epitaph on top of his tomb.
"Dad..." Gerald initially uttered but stopped. Hearing it from his lips still felt odd. He still could not get used to it.
He never imagined that this man, who his father, the one who raised him, thought him to despise with all his guts, could be his biological father.
