The Billion Dollar Heir

Chapter 25 - Confessions

Chapter 25

Blake's Pov

"Blake? Nathaniel Blake Michealson!"

"Yes?" I snap my attention back to the room. Meeting the concern eyes of everybody staring at me. It was my father who was talking to me. "Yes Father?"

"What on earth is going in your mind right now? Couldn't you hear that Jeremy was asking you a question?"

I looked at Jeremy beside me, who is looking at me waiting for answers. "I'm sorry. What were you asking?"

"I was asking if you knew where my sister was? I went into her room this morning and saw that her bed was still made and untouched." He asked again, his tone latched with concern.

Brooklyn? Oh that's right. She's the girl who cost me a whole night's sleep last night. My whole mind was filled with thoughts about her. That culprit. Where is she right now? Does she know the damage that she has done to me?

The question right now is what do answer her brother, not to mention my father about her current whereabouts. What am I suppose to tell them? That the last time I saw her was when I saved her from death and told her that I loved her?

"Well? Have you not heard him again Blake? Where is Brooklyn?" My father pressed.

Think Blake Think. You're smart. You can come up with a great excuse. Think.

Wait a minute. Wasn't James with her last night when he helped her into Rebecca's car? Why isn't Mr Smart Pants answering for me? He clearly knows where she is.

"Er...... She went home with her friend Rebecca last night after the ball. Said something about spending some quality time together."

There. That's the best that I can come up with. James looks amused with my answer, a hint of the Michealson signature smirk evident on his face. I throw him a discreet look, shut up and don't say anything.

"Oh. Sounds like what the two of them would do. I thought she would have at least told me beforehand first." Jeremy answered. "Maybe I should give her a call? It's not like her to not tell me anything."

"Go on Jeremy, go call your sister and make sure she's okay." My father assured him, patting his hand in a fatherly way. Ironic really because in all the years of my life, he never acted like a father to me at all.

Jeremy went out to call Brooklyn while the rest of the Michealsons remained in the dining room together. The silent tension which was once familiar to us, suddenly seems to foreign after the absence of a certain girl.

"Brother you don't look too good brother. What happened to you and the billion dollar heir last night? Had a couples fight?" Cutting his pancake, Nicholas sarcastically says to me with a sardonic smile.

"Shut up Nicholas. Nothing went wrong between the both of us. She just wanted to spend some time with her best friend that's all." I practically spit out at him.

"That's all?"

Oh that bastard is really asking for it. But I can't punch him now with my father in the room, especially not after what happened last night.

"That's all."

My father coughed and the whole room's attention was on him. "Blake your face looks pale and you have eye bags under your eyes. Do you need Dr. Harry to come tend to you?"

I could laugh at his fatherly concern. There is no need for the act. None of the Grayson's are here right now.

"It's fine, father. I was busy going through a potential big business deal for the entire night so I lost some sleep