Gripping slowly

Robbie's dad's POV

"I thought you would be taking the boy with you, sir," Roger said from beside the driver's seat, caressing his beard.

I smiled at him and sighed, "How many years has it been since you started working for me, Rogers?"

"Six years, sir."

"And yet you don't know how to play the game? I can't say it's inexperience, should I call it lack of common sense or ignorance?"

"Apologises, sir. Please enlighten me."

I like men with a healthy dose of curiosity. Rogers has it. He is eager to learn and improve himself. That's why he is a perfect assistant.

"How do you think my son would react had I taken the boy away?"

Rogers looked perturbed. He turned to look at me in the backseat with those gloomy eyes of his. I gave him a mocking smile,

"My son had inherited that hot temper from me with a massive dose of recklessness. The moment he learns that Twen is with me, he wouldn't think twice before reporting me to the cops. Right now, he is rebelling against me. If I make one false move, then I would be checkmated in my own game."

Rogers looked a little taken aback. I laughed. It is not often I see him being bamboozled. It was a refreshing change. Meeting the boy was a good change of scenario as well. He resembled Robbie a lot to the point that, surprisingly, no one has noticed the similarities yet. Unsurprisingly, the boy is quite adorable. I opened the car's window, allowing the air to brush past my face as I recalled the conversation with Twen.

*Flashback*

"Who said I am your mom's dad? I am your dad's dad!"

Twen's mouth opened in an 'O' as he stared at me with wide eyes full of questions. He asked softly, "But...but hasn't my dad...my dad left me and mommy?!"

His naivety was quite touching. I forwarded my hand to pat his head, but he moved back. Hah! The Omega taught him well. He is sure to avoid strangers and not allow them to approach him.

"Your dad wants to meet you, but your mommy won't allow."

"It is because daddy left us. Mommy loves me and doesn't want to make me sad."

I smiled. The boy has been brainwashed quite well, "Your daddy loves you too, so do I, and your mommy doesn't want us to meet you because he is afraid that you would leave with your daddy and me."

"That-that's not true. I won't believe you." Twen said, but his eyes looked disturbed.

"Ask your mommy if you don't believe me. He loves you, so I believe that he will tell you the truth."

"Twen!" came a voice of a middle-aged overweight man. He was jogging towards Twen, waving at him.

"Uncle Sam," Twen said and ran to him, who immediately picked him with his arms.

"Who were you talking to?" the new arrival asked.

"That- that old uncle was telling me-" Twen hesitated.

It was my queue to leave. My main goal was to meet the boy and confirm with my own eyes that he is my grandson. But ended up getting more than I expected. If I were to take him, I first have to make sure that his strong bonding with the Omega is broken. Kids are easy to manipulate, sow a seed of doubt, and it will grow into discord on their own, especially if the answers are not met or are uncertain.

I ambled back to my car without looking back. Being recognized right now by an employee of my hotel would give room for gossip. And in matters of gossip, it is more damaging to the reputation than loss. I heard the boy speak as I shut the door to my car,

"...was telling that he is my grandpa. My daddy's father. Is it true, Uncle Sam?"

*End of flashback*

Life really is amazing, giving such twists and turn. Living for so long gives people an insight into the unfolding events of the future. I can already foresee exactly how the events of today will unfold. The boy might end up questioning his 'Mommy' about his daddy, and in the process will reveal about our meeting. That Omega will start having doubts if the meeting was pre-planned by my son to snatch his precious son and would become extra careful of him or may even question him. Seems like a confrontation with my son is inevitable. But I have to put my plans into action before that.

"Sir, so are you not going to accept the kid and his mom?"

"Hmmm," I murmured and then burst out laughing. To think that a day would come when I would actually be pondering over an Omega. But that filth holds the key to my son's heart, so I have to get that key, right?

"That boy has the blood of Walker family running through him. Even after being born from filth and raised in such a shabby environment, his aristocratic blood would not be dimmed."

Rogers blinked, looking at me, a little lost. I smirked, "In other words, I would, of course, make Twen part of my family. Diamonds only shine when mined out of coal. However, everything has a process."

"So, what are your plans, sir?"

"Get me a lawyer for child custody! The best one you can get. Don't worry about the fee and ask them if the father's family of a child can take custody of the child in an unmarried relationship? And if there is a way to settle it out of court," I said, leaning back on my backseat, taking out my cell phone, and looking at the picture of Tony and Twen.

I won't be doing anything illegally. I would just make sure that Robbie and that Omega can't use the law against me.