I was going through a lot. Someone I trusted betrayed me. I was depressed.
I drank too much, and my men took me to a hotel room to rest. He looked Isabella in the eyes. When I got to the room, I saw you lying there.
I thought, I thought you were someone they brought to comfort me. I was already drunk and out of my mind. Tears rolled down Isabella’s face.
Oh, my God. I’m so sorry, Isabella, Kelvin whispered. I didn’t know.
I had no idea. I never imagined that night would result in, in a child. In her.
Vera looked confused but held onto Isabella tightly. Isabella covered her mouth, shaking with emotion. So all these years, I raised her alone.
I didn’t even know who her father was. Kelvin kneeled beside her, his voice full of regret. I can’t change the past, but I can make it right now.
He looked into Vera’s eyes. I’m your daddy, he said gently. Vera tilted her head, looking at him closely, her eyes wide.
Isabella cried harder. I’m so sorry for everything, Kelvin said again. For leaving you alone to raise her.
For not being there. I want to fix it. Please come with me.
Isabella looked up, shocked. What? Come with me, Kelvin said, holding her hand. You and Vera.
Let me take care of you both. Come to my home. Let me be a father to her.
Isabella couldn’t speak. She looked at her daughter, at the necklace, at the man before her. Everything was happening too fast.
But somehow her heart believed him. Later that evening, the black SUV pulled up in front of the Williams mansion. The security guards jaw dropped when he saw Kelvin stepping out, holding a little girl in one hand and supporting a woman with the other.
Isabella looked around, shocked by the size of the mansion. Vera gasped. Wow.
Mummy, is this a palace? Kelvin smiled gently. This is your home now. Inside the Williams mansion, the atmosphere had changed.
Isabella stood in the large kitchen with wide eyes. The shining marble floors, the fancy silver fridge, the glass cabinets. It was like a dream.
Vera was laughing as she explored the house, running up and down the soft rug in the living room. Kelvin stood at the staircase, smiling as he watched them. For the first time in a long time, he felt peace in his heart.
He walked over to Isabella. I have to go to work now, he said softly. Isabella turned.
Alright, sir. Thank you again for everything. Kelvin smiled.
Please, no sir anymore. Just call me Kelvin. And if you’re hungry, feel free to eat.
Everything is in the kitchen. Make yourself at home. Then he bent down and picked up Vera, spinning her gently in his arms.
My princess, he said with a big grin. Daddy is going to work now. Be a good girl.
Okay. Vera nodded and hugged his neck tightly. Bye-bye, Daddy.
Kelvin kissed her forehead and placed her back down. He grabbed his car keys and walked out of the mansion with a smile on his face. Three hours later, a loud car horn echoed from outside.
A black car pulled up in front of the Williams mansion. The gate opened and a woman stepped out in heels. Tricia.
She looked stunning as always, dressed in a classy outfit and carrying a designer bag. But her smile faded the moment she stepped into the house and saw Isabella standing by the dining table and Vera playing with a doll nearby. Tricia’s eyes narrowed sharply.
Who are you? she asked, her voice rising. What are you doing here? Isabella turned, startled. I’m sorry, Ma.
Mr. Kelvin invited me. He brought me and my daughter here yesterday. Tricia slowly walked closer, her eyes scanning Isabella from head to toe.
She frowned in disgust. Please, leave this place now. You don’t belong here.
Isabella’s eyes widened. Please, Ma, don’t send us out. Mr. Kelvin…
