"That fool! How can I accept him if he can't follow me?"
Ramsey broke every glass on his office because he couldn't calm himself like a crazy person who can't control himself, with a limping leg he paced on the grounds of his office looking at the window.
"Tsk!"
He was restless until his secretary entered the room, the man could see the scattered pieces of glass on the floor, "Do you want me to send you a clear Sir?" the man asked
Ramsey only darted at him with a glare, "What do you want?"
The low growling voice stunned the man, "It was an urgent male from--" the man stopped to look at the mail's sender name, "Princess Miller."
Ramsey's head boiled when he heard who the letter was from, "Give it to me!"
The man quickly gave the mail he was holding and Ramsey grabbed it, "Get out."
The man hurriedly walked out of the door. Ramsey managed to reach his chair quickly and tore the envelope, "Suddenly wanted my help after throwing me on the bus!"
Ramsey was expecting a help on the letter but he stopped when he read a letter that didn't seem to be someone's who was in need.
"I'm your son's closest friend."
"We've been together for years, and not a single time I heard her speak good things about your relationship."
"Intervening... will never be my choice. But whenever he cries to me. I am always the one who picks him up. I am his shoulder to cry on. A go to person whenever things get bad again between you and him. I became his emotional punching bag. I at least deserve to say a word because I love him. And it is not a matter of which has a deeper relationship with him. Let's be honest. You never accepted him."
"And it hurts for me to see that when he never did something to disrespect you when all you did was push him away. We even got into the point that we team up against him but he remained respectful of of you. I was never that type to be this sentimental but please have a place in your heart to forgive what you need to forgive, even yourself. Reflect on what you've done. You're a grown up man and your son is already a father who needed your guidance and continued to seek for guidance after all you've done."
Ramsey's heart melted, reading every word and wondered, "when was my son rude to me?" and that made him burst into tears, because he can't forgive himself for what he did to Blair, he took all of the blame to his flesh, his son. He didn't consider Liam as his son because he didn't like his mother.
Ramsey placed his hand on his mouth thinking what would it be like to have a son like Liam? He didn't know the feeling because his heart remained cold, not seeking for his child and just threw it at Emelda like a dog who had no choice but to give the child away.
Ramsey ran his palm on his face and placed the letter on the table.
"I know he'll accept you because Liam is not that kind of person, so please seek help if you need one. I'm sure he'll be there for you all the way."
Ramsey once again looked at the letter and saw that there was a piece of paper behind it, he removed the letter on top and a DNA test was exposed to him, there was a stapled note on the side that said, "I didn't make this up, you can test them if you want but I can guarantee you that that boy is your legitimate grandson."
Ramsey was stunned for a moment and thought as he remenise everything he had done to make the mother of that child's life miserable he felt a strange guilt in his body for an inexplicable reason. His breath started to speed up as he looked at the paper he was holding.
Ramsey called his secretary to call the hospital that did the DNA test and it was confirmed to be legit as the DNA test was represented by blood from each, the boy and his son, Liam.
"What have I done?"
Ramsey was lost for words and knew that his eyes were blinded by hate, it was really not him to have a change of heart this quickly but as he was stunned looking at the letter and trying to reach out and calling Liam's phone.
Then as the other line picked up, Ramsey's throat went dry.
"How long will you be like this Uncle?" Princess greeted him with a cry.
Ramsey was stunned, "W-what are you talking about?"
On the other line Princess chuckled making Ramsey confused, "Are you the one who sent the hitman where we are now?!"
Ramsey froze and looked at the calendar.
"Taking someone's life..."
"Just call me again and tell me when and where and I'll be there."
Ramsey's hand trembled as he realized that it wasn't him who sent a hitman to wherever they were, he didn't even put a time to look for them.
"A hitman what do you mean?"
"Hello? Answer me Princess!" Ramsey shouted and he only heard the sound of an ambulance on the background causing his forehead to release a cold swear, "What is going on!"
"If something happens to Liam because of what you did to me I will put you in hell, I guarantee that. Ramsey!"
The call ended and Ramsey fell on his chair, with a loud thud the secretary was alarmed who's entering the door.
"Sir I was informed that your son was shot and currently at Health Sciences Center." The man helped Ramsey while Liaming down, he couldn't believe the news that he would deliver to his boss.
Ramsey burst into tears and said, "Book me a plane ticket and call my guard, we have to haunt someone who's on the loose for so long."
Ramsey stood up with a limping foot, "I know you Ilena, let's end this now."