Father?
All he remembered as a child was he had a mother who left him in front of an orphanage when he was five and neve came back for him.
Xander was lost in thought that he didn't notice when the car in front of a mansion until one of me that were holding him left the car.
"Stop staring, young master, let's meet your father" Max called and entered into the mansion.
Xander stared at the fountain of water in the compound before he followed after Max. The inside was the looked like it was decorated by a perfectionist. Everything in the house was surely expensive but it lacked homely feeling. This wasn't the kind of place he wanted to live in.
It would be a lie if he said he wasn't curious about his father, he was. He wondered what had caused his father to abandon him in this wicked world and he was about to get answers.
"Mr. Cage, I brought him as you requested " Max announced when they reached what look like a living room but was actually the size of a ballroom.
Max was address a man who was looking out the celling to floor window. He held a tabacco stick to his mouth and took one last puff before he turned to them. He walked to the closest couch and took his place, he motion for Xander to sit on the couch next to his.
Hesitantly, he walked to the couch and sat on it.
"Are you my father? " Xander asked, that seemed like the question one would asked when he hadn't been acknowledged by his said father.
"What do you think? " the man asked back, this time giving his attention to Xander.
Xander eyes widened in shock as he looked an older copy of himself. He felt like he was looking into a future mirror. The only difference was their eyes, his was green and his father was brown.
"I would you both to it" Max said and left the room.
"Do you believe that I'm your father now? "
"How? " that was the only word that Xander could formulate, causing the older man to suck on his teeth.
"Your mother never mentioned me? "
"No, she didn't "
"That was petty of her" His father said, breaking the tobacco butt in the ashtray.
"And what give the right to said that, you never even showed up one day" Xander angrily said and the older man chuckled.
"More like it, grateful that you aren't a push over like her " this was starting to get his nerve. His so-called father was insulting his mother, the only birth parent he remembers.
"So you are saying, you aren't a push over? Then why did you live? " Xander said, surprised that he was brave enough to ask that question to someone that could send him back to jail.
'He wouldn't do that to his son, right? Maybe he could after he abandoned me' He thought and gulped
"It was more like she ran away with you" his said, playing with the ring on his ring finger.
"What? " Xander couldn't picture his mother face fully since it was one of his earliest memories.
"Oh, don't look too surprised it's a long story" the older man said and went over to the bar and grabbed a whisky before returning to his previous position. Xander eyes quietly followed him, awaiting more explanations.
"I and your mother, Julia were in love so we got married, contracting the rich world rule, rich marries rich to maintain their wealth" He started. "Our first year was an happy one, we had you but things changed when your mother started getting death threat in her emails and voicemail. I am rich and powerful so I traced them and sent threats back. It didn't change anything it only got worst, they started harrasssing physical. She refuse to leave the house after that. One day she got enough of it and left, I didn't worry too much since her father called to tell me to inform me of her whereabouts"
"So where did everything go wrong? You could have gone to see her secretly" Xander said, clearly invested in the story about his parents. His father laughed and continued.
"That's what she wanted but I refused, her safety meant everything to me, I did everything to keep her safe, even bought an apartment for her father as an apology to everything that happened to his daughter. I don't know how her location got known, she was beaten up by some girls and they injured you a bit, since them she had been on a run. She spent five years hiding from place to another, tried to keep in touch with her but that only made her move to another place"
"We got into a big fight when I asked her to bring you to me to prevent you from being in danger since you were my successor. She angrily refused and made claim about me only caring my money and company. I did try to reason with her but it was going nowhere. One day she showed upon at my door step alone, right there" The older man said, pointing at the door Xander came in through.
"She complained about life been tough and she couldn't take it anymore. When I asked about you, she said that she would never tell me and left."
"Why didn't you find me? "
"I did, I got the name of the orphanage just when I heard that you left the orphanage, tracking wasn't easy since you were always on the run from Debtors. You were better at hiding than your mother. I found you few days ago, I wanted to see how you hm would handle the Dally" His father concluded
"You what? You just watched me get humiliated? Does my life look funny to you or soaps aren't enough for you to watch these days! " His last words sounded angry and intimidating but it didn't flinch his father a bit as he looked at him with a business smile.
"I only wanted to see how ready you are to take over my company" His father said
"Your company? You want me to what? " Xander shuttered
"Haven't you heard anything I said? You are my successor and your survive your divorce incident showed that you are ready " His father said standing up to take his leave.
"What should I call you? " Xander asked a bit confused about the question himself.
"Cameroon but you can call me dad" he father said with a smirk on his face.
"That's not happening anytime soon " Xander said and Cameroon chuckled
"What about my daughter? " Xander asked hopefully
"What do you think you can do with all the money and power that would soon be yours" Xander smirked and left Xander alone in the sitting room.