A Grand Mansion
The girl introduced herself as Lily and mentioned her house was nearby. Together, they walked a few blocks until they reached a grand mansion surrounded by a lush park and an elaborate playground. The sheer size and opulence of the place took Johnny’s breath away. Ornate gates swung open as they approached, and a butler rushed out to meet them, his face a mixture of concern and curiosity.
“Miss Lily! Where have you been?” the butler exclaimed, ushering them inside.
Johnny followed, feeling out of place in the luxurious surroundings. The interior of the mansion was even more impressive. The vast hall was adorned with fine art and luxurious decor, with chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and plush carpets underfoot. As they moved deeper into the house, Johnny couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of unease.
A Shocking Discovery
As they walked through the grand hallway, Johnny’s eyes were drawn to a large portrait hanging on the wall. It was a beautifully painted image of a man in his prime, exuding power and wealth. But what made Johnny’s blood run cold was the man’s face—it was eerily familiar. The realization hit him likе a ton of bricks.
“That’s… my father,” Johnny whispered, his voice barely audible.
He felt the room spin around him. The man in the portrait was undeniably his estranged father, who had disappeared years ago, leaving Johnny and his mother to fend for themselves. Before he could process this surreal revelation, an imposing figure entered the room. The man, dressed in an expensive suit, exuded authority and wealth. It was Lily’s grandfather, the owner of the mansion.
