Sold To An Alpha - Chapter 212

Mr. Roberts’ orifices fluttered vigorously, and he slowly turned around to stare at Shawn with eyes that had mixed emotions in them.

“Ca-can we speak in private? Please.” Shawn asked with a guilty look on his face, and Mr. Robert stared at him for a moment before slowly nodding his head. He turned around and walked to the door of his office, then pushed it open and stepped in.

Shawn followed after him and sat down on the chair at his table.

Mr. Robert settled down and interlocked his hands, then fixed his gaze on him.

Shawn took a long deep breath as he pinched between his brows and lifted his head to gaze at Mr. Robert.

“What are you here for?” Mr. Robert inquired, with no emotion visible in his tone.

Shawn cleared his throat and took a low breath. “Um…I just came to see how you are doing. It’s been a long time since-”

“What are you here for?” Mr. Robert cut him off by repeating his question, and a low sigh escaped from Shawn’s mouth. “Dad, I know you’re mad at me, but-”

“Don’t ever call, Dad. I am not your father!” Shawn instantly fell silent as Mr. Roberts’s face became stern and emotionless. They stared at each other, staring into each other’s gray eyes. Anyone who walked into that office would know that they were father and son from just glimpsing them because of their facial look. Shawn had inherited Mr. Robert’s characteristics, so much compared to his mother. He had Mr. Roberts’s gray eyes and his smile, and he had quite a small nose, which made him look much more handsome.

“I don’t agree with that,” Shawn stated with utter seriousness, and Mr. Robert’s face darkened. “Get out of my office.” He pointed to the door of his office, but Shawn, however, did not move an inch and, in fact, crossed his legs, letting him know that he was not going anywhere. “Are you deaf or what? I said, get-”

“I am not leaving this place! Whether you like it or not, you are my father!”

“I am not your father and I will never-”

“Yes, you are!” Shawn slammed his fist on the table and stood up to look into his father’s eyes. “So what if I made a mistake years ago? You can not blame me. I was just 17. What did you think that a seventeen-year-old like me would have done?” He yelled behind a sudden whimper and Mr. Robert’s body stilled as he found a scene from a few years back flashing before his eyes.

….

“Seated in his office talking with a patient, his phone suddenly rang and he was told that his house was on fire, which was the first mansion they lived in when he was still together with Shawn’s mother.

The first thought that came to his mind was of his daughter, Linda. His fifteen-year-old girl, who was Shawn’s younger sister,

Earlier that day, he had grounded her for her misbehavior. Linda was the vibrant, wild type of girl, who loved to do wild and dangerous things. One thing she loved quite much was partying. She loved it so much. However, because she was still underage and knew little about the outside world, Mr. Robert was completely against it. Anything could happen to her, and that isn’t what he wants. So he had a strict rule of never letting her attend parties except ones held at her school or ones that Shawn also attended. He believed that at least Shawn would be there to protect her.

The day before that, Linda had talked about her friend’s party, which she wanted to attend, and, of course, Mr. Robert said no right way. He was only going to let her go if Shawn was going to go with her, but Linda disagreed, saying she didn’t want her brother following her around like a bodyguard.

Mr. Robert then decided for her to go with a few of her bodyguards, but then again, she disagreed, completely against it. She lamented how she was being caged and was never allowed to be free and be herself. Still, that didn’t faze Mr. Robert, as he stood adamant about his rule, and this got Linda quite mad.

She turned to her mother, telling her to talk to her father, Mr. Robert. However, regardless, he still disagreed. Outraged, she stormed out of the living room and locked herself up in her room.

Linda, who sat in her room, began to plan how she would sneak out and attend her friend’s party as the evening approached.

Fully confident, she managed to sneak out and did attend her friend’s party.

Around an hour after she was gone, Mrs. Robert began to feel that something was off, as she didn’t hear Linda’s voice or see her, so she decided to go upstairs and talk to her.

She gradually walked up the stairs and got to her room, then pushed the door open. When she stepped in, she came to realize that Linda was missing. Completely panic-stricken, she rushed downstairs and informed Mr. Robert that she was missing and the first thought that came to his mind was the party.

He hurriedly grabbed the car key and, with his escorts driving behind him, arrived at the house of Linda’s friend and pulled her along with him to the car, with a half-smile visible on his face.

He sat her down in the backseat and took a seat beside her, then turned to the driver and motioned for him to start the car. The driver activated the car’s engine and, with a swift reverse, drove out of the area and sped off down the road, towards home. Throughout the drive, Mr. Robert spoke not a single word to her, and Linda, of course, did the same. Her face was all puffed up in anger and her arms were folded.

They arrived home in less than thirty minutes, and Mr. Robert pulled her out of the car, then dragged her into the house. He sat her down on the couch in the living room and called for Mrs. Robert’s presence.

“I am not gonna say this again, but the way you’re raising her and giving her too much freedom will affect her life and turn her into something you will not like. By then, do you think she will blame herself? No, she will blame you for not raising her properly.” He glared at Mrs.. Robert, who was already hugging and spreading kisses on Linda’s face with tears in her eyes.