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Chapter 20

(I do not take credit for the picture.)

Leg Street is a made up place. I don't know anything about South Africa. :P

1 month later.

BRANDON TATE

"Sir it's time for your 3pm visit to the gold mines at Leg Street." Ryan says through the intercom.

"Get the car ready. I'll be there in 5." I respond distracted, while typing the end of the email and sending it to my office in New York.

Once I'm done, I put my iPad and other stuff into my attaché and unlock my phone.

9am in NYC. Honey must be already at uni, giving her exam.
I quickly type a message.

"Visiting the goldmine at Leg Street again. Be back by 12-1pm EST. Rock your exam. Ping me when you're done. Love you princess. :*"

I don't get a reply, but then I don't expect one and get into the lift.

After a 30 minute long drive, we get to the mines. I have a long talk with my agent, the contractor and my gold reserve head about the quantity and quality of the metal I would want and how it would be shipped to NYC.

The meeting takes about 2 hours. It's already evening, and there's a subtle wind blowing. Since we're on mining spot, it's between a clearing, not many buildings to cover up the land, few trees scattered here and there.

I simply stroll around the area as my manager speaks to the officials here. I walk towards the little pond and see the water contaminated by a layer of oil, obviously coming from the mining site.

I watch further and see a little girl prancing about with a wheel like toy. I smile. She has long brunette hair just like my princess.

I too would want a daughter one day, who would look just like Honey.

The thought warms my heart.

I then see a tall old man walk over to where she was and pick her up causing her to squeal.

"Grampa grampa!!" she giggles.

The old man plays with her and then catches my gaze on them and starts walking towards me with determination.

I tense.

What? Did he think I was a creep or something?

He stops right infront of me "Long time no see Brandon." he smiles tenderly and I frown.

He is extremely fair, almost pale, his grand daughter is tanner than him. He is tall and thin, with gray hair.

But how the hell did he know my name?

"Uh... hi. I'm sorry but I don't seem to recognise you."

He chuckles "Of course you wouldn't. Megan brought you with her when she came to take her share of property from me. You were a little baby that time. That was the last time I heard from her." he sighs and shakes his head.

What the fück? Megan? My mom? My mood instantly takes a nosedive and I grit my teeth.

"Hey listen... sir. I-" he cuts me off.

"My you've grown so big. And don't call me sir, I'm your grand father, Dr. Chuck Adams." he smiles, his teeth shining in the evening darkness.

Grandfather???

My mothers maiden name was Megan Adams. I remember her telling that her father's name was Chuck and mother's name was Mary. But I also remember her saying they were dead.