REDEMPTION (Book 1, Redemption Series)

Chapter 5: Family

Jonathan's POV.

"Mr. Snow. Your father will see you now." Miss Khan's voice brought me out of my thoughts as I nodded with a smile to show my appreciation before heading towards the elevator that would take me to my father's office.

As soon as I stepped into my father's office, his authoritative voice boomed through the walls of the well-furnished, spacious room.

"You didn't need to set an appointment with my secretary before seeing me, Jon. Better still, you could have come to the house. It's still your home, too, you know?" Straightforward as usual. Why am I not surprised?

"Good day to you too, Father. And yes, I needed to set an appointment with your secretary before seeing you...It's still your workplace, after all. Plus, what I came here to discuss with you can't be done at home. I needed a place where you won't cause a scene."

He raised his brows like he was amused by my words before saying...

"Rich words coming from someone who has gone out of his way to disregard every word that has ever come out of my mouth." Now, it's my turn to raise my brows in amusement after hearing his words.

"I guess it's true what they said then? The apple doesn't fall far from its tree." He chuckled with a shake of his head as he clicked his tongue before saying...

"No! Not in this case. You and I are nothing alike. I respected my father, and mine respected his..."

"I respected mine, and I still do!" I cut him off before he could go into details of how the Snows before me have worshipped their ancestors and such.

"No, you didn't. You refused to study business like I said you should. I asked you to work with me so that you could take over our family legacy one day, you went ahead and made your own company. You got your place when you could barely cook for yourself when the Snows have prided themselves in sticking together for centuries..."

He went on and on about how terrible of a son I am. I pinched the bridge of my nose in irritation, refusing to give in to his plans to anger me. I reminded myself to focus on why I'm here.

"Pretend all you want, Father, but you and I are exactly alike in every way. Our brand of stubbornness is divine, which means none of us would have yielded to the other if I had continued living at the mansion, and that wouldn't have ended well." Like I said, I didn't come here to fight and I intend to keep it that way for the sake of my siblings.

"I accept the fact that I studied fashion design just to spite you at first, but I found my passion in it, and I'm damn good at what I do. So if you still refuse to accept who I have become and what I have accomplished just because I didn't follow the path that you chose for me, Father. That's on you, and I won't apologize for that. But I didn't come here to talk about me; Emily came to me because she needed me, and I won't leave her to suffer because of our strained relationship." I said genuinely.

He gave me a look that said he was not done talking about this but sighed while sitting straight up before saying, "Very well...what did you want to discuss then?" I'm glad he didn't push this further because I'd hate to lose my cool before discussing what brought me here.

"It's about Emily and PJ. I want them to come to stay with me for the remainder of the year while Jennie is in Korea."

The shock from what I've just said was evident in his eyes, but he would never allow you the satisfaction of taking him unawares, being the kind of man he is, so he smoothens his suit before saying...

"Hold on a minute, how on earth do you plan to house two kids that you've had any form of intimate or personal relationship whatsoever with? How exactly do you plan on living with them?"

I try not to pay too much attention to what he just said before replying in a cordial tone, "That is one of the reasons I want them to come to live with me; it's not too late to build a relationship with them...besides, it's better than them going back from school each day to an empty house or spending time with people you paid to look after them."

It was a sore spot to touch, but I didn't expect him to give in to my request easily. I didn't come here to take no for an answer either. I'll have to throw in a little bit of dirt.

"I will let you know that my kids are well taken care of, and the people I pay to look after them are none of your business."

He shouted forgetting himself for a moment but quickly composing himself, I was dying to remind him of how well I knew about his method of caring for his kids and how those people can do better parenting jobs than he would ever do, but I didn't want to start an unnecessary argument with him, so I held my tongue.

"Well, I thought you should hear this from me because I've already discussed it with Jennie, and the kids are okay with the idea of living with me, and I've started making the necessary arrangements for their stay. That's all I needed to say. I needn't take much of your time, Father."

My father didn't say anything for a while, so I stood up and made my way to the door when his voice interrupted me, saying.

"Take care of your siblings."

The one thing Snow's Density is known for is their pride, so I know how much struggle it took for him to put his pride aside and ask me to take care of the kids. I nodded as a way of agreeing to his request while making my way out of his office. My father and I have never agreed on anything as far as I can remember, so I'm really glad he didn't fight me too much on this particular idea.

I felt a vibration in my suit pocket as I made my way out of my father's office and I reached for my phone to see who was calling. Bringing the device out of my pocket, I couldn't help but smile after seeing the name of the caller displayed.

"Your Majesty. How can I be of service to you?"

I said with a bit of sarcasm while shifting my phone away from my eardrum because I knew what would come after, I waited for her to speak as she yelled through the speaker.

"How dare you keep something like this from me?"

Yup! Just as I suspected, It never gets old.