Chapter 21

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Zorion Point of View

"Explain."

I was beyond baffled by the new revelations hitting me from the past few days. One after the other, I was being thrown into an ocean of surprises and I'm drowning in them.

But this one – this one takes the highest place.

"What is it?" The person who was supposed to explain the darn thing to me picked up the papers I threw on the desk and studied them carefully.

Over the course of small time, surprise came on the face first, then anger and then morphed into mixture of disbelief and shock.

"What the –" Profanities were thrown out as the shock kept getting deeper and deeper every passing moment. "I didn't know anything about this. I'm as surprised as you are."

I can't believe this sudden turn of events.

"Ilaria Allard, Anete Allard; you better clear this out now if you knew about this or even have a hint about this from before." My voice raised, I threw those words in aggression putting every bit of self control I have in place.

"No prior hint, nothing. This is the first time I've ever known about this." Anete mumbled, reading through the papers again.

"Did you cross check? Are you sure the information is right?" Ilaria, as composed as ever, asked calmly but I can see the anxiety in her eyes clearly.

"All done and checked." I answered back sitting down and breathing in some much needed air to control my temper from bursting out.

"Wow, I knew father was a jerk but never knew he has it in him to be worse. He breed a child with another woman before marrying mamma and worse, left the child with the mother without any care. He never seize to surprise me with his filthy things even after dying for over a decade." Anete, the one who speaks much freely without filters spoke, causing Ilaria to nod her head slightly in agreement.

"So Injgo is two years older to us and has grown up with a foster family that actually treated him well and supported him in every step. I'm glad for that. But what do we do about this issue now? You think we should just pretend and pass by like usual or should be have a decent talk with him? After all, he is still out elder brother, our blood and flesh." Ilaria asked softly as she played with the fountain pen in her hand.

She must be really stressed by the sudden storm that hit us.

"I leave it to you. I rather we have a talk; rest you decide." Anete plopped on the chair next to me and sighed shakily.

Ilaria then turned to me with a raise of a brow expecting me to say something. "Why are you looking at me? You should be the one to make sense, take responsibility and decide." I shrugged with a frown, still disturbed by the sudden surprise revelation.

"Why, sorry that I was expecting my brother to provide his review on the situation and help me in making a better decision. You, Zorion Nigel Allard, should calm down and think like head of the family that you are." Ilaria grumbled like always.

"You are the eldest and the most sensible one among us." Indeed she is the most sensible one of the three.

"Eldest by one damn hour. Anete is elder to you by just twenty minutes. Do not forget we are triplets and you are the actually head of our family. You better gulp down the anger and put forth a sensible discussion on the table." I took a moment to do just as she said and thought through the whole issue in a much calmer sense.

Anete got me some lemonade for the three of us in an attempt to help us relax.

There were many things that came into to light with the secret coming to light.

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