He Kept Me Barren, Yet Had Kids

The Kid

Melina. I remembered her. She was a capable girl, but then she somehow crossed Yvonne and left the company.

I replied, 'Sure.'

We met in a quiet coffee shop. Melina seemed worn out, but her eyes were filled with determination.

"Ms. Ferrero, I know something's happening between you and Mr. Grayson. I left the company because of Yvonne. Many of my ex-colleagues knew she had an affair with him, but no one was brave enough to bring it up."

She took a deep breath. "I have something here. You might find it useful." She handed me a flash drive.

"These contain records of Joshua abusing his power and using company funds to get Yvonne a house and cars. There's also evidence of him setting up a trust fund for Yvonne and her boy through foreign accounts.

"Part of the money came from the charity project your family invested in. And he also took part in the earnings that were supposed to go to the other shareholders."

Melina added, "That should land him in serious trouble."

"Thank you." I looked at her.

She laughed at herself. "I just can't stand seeing them get away with it."

…

I went home and called my lawyer, after which I sent him the evidence.

Mr. Wesley replied a moment later, texting, 'The evidence is solid, Ms. Ferrero. Infidelity, illegal asset transfer, and probable embezzlement. We can set up the lawsuit now.'

It was the company's annual dinner. Given that I was Joshua's wife, I had to show my face at the event. Halfway through the dinner, Joshua made his way to the hall's entrance unprompted.

When he came back, he was holding the hand of a young boy about the age of five, at best. I'd seen that boy before. He was the son of Yvonne and Joshua.

'He brings that boy here?' I thought.

The guests were all looking at him. Joshua walked the boy to the stage, and he picked up the mic. A gentle smile curled his lips.

"May I have a moment of your time? I have a very special guest I'd like to introduce." He looked at the boy with eyes full of love. "This is James, a very talented boy. I've sponsored him for a while now, and he's shown himself to be a smart young lad. I am thinking about making him my godson."

He led the boy down the stage and approached me. "Angelica, here's James." He pushed the boy toward me. "This is Angelica Ferrero, James."

The boy raised his head, his eyes staring into mine with childlike curiosity. I knew those eyes. They were Joshua's. And that almost broke my composure.

The guests were glancing at us. I crouched and tried my best to put on a smile.

"Hello, James."

The boy was still looking at me. Then, he spoke, his voice clear. "Ms. Ferrero, you don't smell like Dad's meditation room. I was there yesterday."

Meditation room. The one Joshua set up on the top floor for meditation purposes. It was his personal space. He would never let anyone in, not even me.

The child spilled more secrets. "Mommy Yvonne took me there. She does not smell like you at all. It's different."

Joshua's face fell, though only for a moment. He stopped James immediately, a hint of anger lacing his voice. "James, you're talking nonsense."

He bent down and picked up the boy. Then he smiled at everyone like he was trying to hide something. "Don't take that seriously. You know how kids are. It's late. I should take him to the waiting room."

The guests said nothing, but their eyes… They were filled with mockery and curiosity.

I was rooted in my spot, not sure what I should do. A sense of danger overwhelmed me. I had to get my hands on that file as soon as I could, but Joshua locked it in his office.

I grabbed a spare key to his office while he wasn't around and went to that place, but what I saw inside shocked me.