CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR : THE FLAME OF THE SUN IS FULL OF WRATH AND IT BURNED US

"She is carrying his child, not mine! You have to do something Mr Gaines!" Christian exclaimed furiously. He paced back and forth the large confined room. Gerald sat back into his chair, and adjusted his glasses atop his nose. He picked up the cup of steaming herbal tea from the dark mahogany table and brought it closer to his nose, as he inhaled the harsh relieving scent. The living room of Gerald Gaines, wasn't exactly what would have been expected of a wealthy man like him. It was oddly simple looking, and extremely tidy. The walls were painted all white, the floor was polished concrete, and thick dark green curtains hid the two huge windows, rendering the room void of any sunlight. Over the mantelshelf behind him, there was a framed photo of a dark haired woman, smiling at whoever stood behind the camera. She wore a light flowery designed gown, and a wide beach hat rested on her hair. Bit strands of her hair looked like they were being blown away by a strong wind, they covered h