Finding Love And Lies

3. Whites

I stepped out of car and started walking towards the gates of gigantic whites mansion. I have heard about its hugeness and enormous artistic work from my father but never had imagine myself in front the gates of mansion. I would have appriciated the art of the gate but I am not here to do that.

A guard stopped me at the gate.
"Miss, who are you? Do mr. White expect you today" guard enquired.

"No, but i need to meet him" i replied back. He raised his hand and wanted to say something in response but i have shushed him by my immediate response.

"Tell him Ms. James is here"
His jaw dropped. After the whole news thing in the morning i think entire country must be knowing about patrick james.
Guard hold a firm grip on the gate reviewing me. I guess they were expecting a drama.

"Ok mam, just wait" he replied and started dialing a number. Some seconds later, he started explaining the situation looking at me. He told about me to the person on the other end of the phone. He nodded and cut the call.

"Mam, Mr white is expecting you now in the waiting room" he opened the gate.

I nodded and went inside. The mansion is even bigger in the inside than it appear on the outside. One of the maid showed me the way to the waiting room. She opened the door of the room.

It was a huge white room with big windows and crimson curtains. It had sets of sofa on the corner. I sat on the sofa. "Madam, would you like something to drink?" She polietly asked.

"No, i am okay"
She nodded and left the room. I waited there around fifteen minutes and sound of someone's walking in the room.

I looked up to find a man standing in front of me. He probably would be in his mid-fifties. Dark hairs with gray ends. He wore a black suite and tie. It looked really expensive. He was looking down, as i thought. He was certainly not looking at me. His gaze met mine, his dark blue eyes were filled with sadness.
He gestured for me to sit.

"Miss james, i m sorry for what happen today" Mr. White said with sadness and guilt.

"Mr. White, I....." i stammered.
"Peter please" he added guessing my situation.

"My father is an innocent man, mr. White. All these accusation on him are false. There is no chance in hell he could steal money from your company." I almost cried.

"I am afraid thats what exactly has happened ms. james" he replied. There was some seconds of silence between us. I was in shock. The man my dad always praised and worked for his entire life doesn't trust him.

"He worked for you almost 20 years and you dont trust him. Dont you know what kind of man he is?" I said finally. There was long pauses and my voice breaks during the conversation.

"I have trusted him alot and enough to make him new VP of the company miss james, but this news broke and all the proofs are against him" he answered looking at me.
"And i and afraid, its not in my hand anymore" he added.

I was stuck in that moment. My legs became weak and i was shaking. My whole life has shattered. Peter can do nothing and he dont even trust my father. Police wont let me see him. I just remembered what students in my college were whispering. It all make sense. Am i daughter of a thief?

No... i discarded my thoughts. No way my father did this. I trust him. Tears started flowing from my eyes.
Peter White was now walking towards the window. I am glad he cant see me like this. I am not weak.

"I am retired ms james, there's nothing i can do as the whole board is against patrick" he added while looking outside the window.

"There has to be a way mr. White, dad cannot stay in jail for the crime he didn't commit" i told him. By now i was also standing.

"We can't say that for sure ms james and the proof are against him" he replied calmly. This man was something. He was calm even in such tense situation. There were no emotion on his face and neither his body composure hinted something. Just his eyes were full of unspoken guilt and sadness. As if someone had let him down.

I was shaking with emotion by now. The idea of my father being jail was revolving my mind. I was feeling a weakness in my legs like i could fall on the floor anytime now.

"Who did this? I mean who accused my father for this and who have powers that you don't have?" I did'nt realised i have gathered some courage and strengh to ask this.

My legs were shaking. My vision blurred of thinking about the name mr. White took. That name who had destroyed my life in one day. And wont even know about me and brought such a disaster in my life.
Peter was hesitant at when he took the name and from the change in his expression i guess, he even regreted to saying out loud. His voice was barely a whisper but I heard him.
N my world fallen apart. I didn't remember me falling on the ground and there was blackness surrounding me. I fainted.

There was only one name echoing in my head which will haunt me forever.

"Jensen"

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