I am ten minutes away from Amelia's house, and my heart is pounding like crazy. I've decided to tell them about Isaiah and ask for help.
Karen was right. I should not keep this from them, and Isaiah deserves to know his grandfather and his aunt. I will deal with Marcus some other time. As for now, my family comes first. I know Papa will be hurt, and Amelia will go ballistic when they find out the truth, but I will face the music and admit my mistake.
I parked my car beside a shining red Ferrari. It is the latest model of this sports car and costs around seventy million dollars. The car probably belongs to Samuel. My sister's crazy rich husband and the head of the Italian Mafia. If he could afford such a vehicle, maybe he could lend me Isaiah's surgery expenses.
I've got to set aside my
