I decided to go with grandmother back to her suite when she invited me for a talk. She was pouring me a glass of wine, but I took a bottle of whiskey instead and she let me be. She handed me the glass and took a seat next to me on the couch.
"God Gary... maybe I should've told you about this earlier. I felt so relieved now, I had spent years trying to distance myself from you and your family. The dark past, the feud, all the family quarrels, was very upsetting for all of us. Your grandfather had died from a massive stroke because he was shocked at the fact that his only daughter had left him." She said to me while fiddling with her wine glass.
"I loved your mother, but I did blame her for taking away the one person that I ever love, and she had made me a very bitter old woman. I can't even look at your face without being reminded of her." She put her wine down and sighed then looked at me.
"So, you want to know who's your biological father?" She asked as she was trying to comfort me, by taking my hand in hers and rubbing it with her other one. I smirked at her, as we both know that this was the closest we had ever been in my entire life.
"No, I don't think I'm ready to face the fact that my rapist biological father had made me a bastard, and made our entire family fall apart." I sighed, as I took a big gulp of the whiskey.
"I really don't want you to know about this ever. But I know someday you will know, at least until I'm dead. I think your biological father had been waiting patiently until one day that I'm gone, and then he will finally find out who inherit my money, your family's fortune. But you had your mother's feature, I don't think he realizes it. But you had his talent of boxing." She told me as she sipped her wine again.