"What are you going to do about it?" My parents asked me in unison.
What to do about it?
Actually, what could I do?
With his current wealth and status, I was like an ant trying to shake an elephant.
I could not even offend him.
Fate was so ridiculous.
"Dad, Mom, even though he is evil, at least he left us Nicholas. Let’s consider him as a person who disappeared from our lives and never mention him again from now on, okay?"
Even though my parents had a lot to say, they knew I didn't want to disrupt the peace and quiet that I was in, so they let it go.
I had been alone for five years and now, I could raise Nicholas as well as I had done.
Unfortunately, things were not as they should be.
I took a step back, but someone wouldn't.
Three Months Later
I was in a meeting one afternoon when Lillie, the babysitter, called, in an awed tone, "Ms. Thompson, Nicholas is... is lost!"
The news was like a bolt from the blue.