He took the folded paper out of his pocket. Since Stockholm gave it to him, he had never bothered to open it. Laura's words still lingered in his mind. Quickly he returned the paper into his pocket without looking at it.
Should he believe her? Did Ethan wish to meet him? Was it his mother and father's fault that he never met his biological father? If all this was true, how did he feel about it?
He stared at the paper in his hand. Then looked up to the large gate just across from where he had parked his car. Inside those iron gates was the home of his father.
"I am here to attend the celebration." Finally, he drove his car to the gates and stopped for inspection by the security personnel guarding the entrance.
"This is a family affair. Do you have an invitation?" The man asked him, raising his brows at him while tapping on his list, waiting for his response.
