Forbidden Disclosure (A Billionaire in Disguise) by Terri Marie

his last name. Can you tell me so I can address this envelope?”
     
    “Sure, his name’s Andy O’Brian.”
     
    “I understand Katherine moved. I have a few things to send to her that she let me borrow. Do you happen to know where she went?”
     
    “Nope. No one knows. Said she’ll let us know when she found a place to settle down.”
     
    Daniel thanked the girl and hung up. He immediately fired up the computer. Then he sat there, not even knowing what state she went to. Did she go back to Michigan? Searching for Katherine O’Brian, the correct Katherine O’Brian, his Katherine O’Brian, was going to be a nightmare. He was definitely going to need some help.
     
    His phone rang and Daniel saw that it was his father.
     
    “Daniel, could you come by the house? I miss you, and Elda is cooking up some lobsters!”
     
    Lobsters. Ask her if she has any biscuits and gravy.
     
    “I can stop by, Father, but I’m not really hungry. I do want to speak to you about a couple of matters if you have time.”
     
    “Of course I have time, Daniel. I can’t wait to see you!”
     
    Even though he was exhausted, the excitement he heard in his father’s voice made him feel good. For way too long he’d been a disappointment to the man who’d given him everything. He’s just one more person I took advantage of to meet my selfish needs.
     
    The hot water felt good, the water pressure was just right, but the sterile penthouse was not. There weren’t any knickknacks, family photographs, nothing homemade, not even one item that held any kind of heart value. The closest thing he had was a grand piano. Not only did he not know how to play it, but no one else had touched it either.
     
    With his plush towel wrapped around his waist, Daniel walked into his room to get changed. He opened up the closet and saw that practically everything he had was tailored specifically for him by designers. There were rows of custom made suits, stark white shirts, expensive ties, and way too many dress shoes. Daniel closed the door and opened up his suitcase. Inside was a clean pair of faded blue jeans and a blue flannel shirt. He smiled and got dressed.
     
    He took the back elevator to the parking garage and got in his Lamborghini. It started on the first try. It didn’t backfire or make any noise, other than the sweet sounds that it should have. He loved the car, but he just couldn’t drive it and feel good. People that he cared about were going without simple, basic things. Over and over again the guilt poured through him. I didn’t even earn all the luxuries I have. Not one single thing did I work for.
     
     
     
    Carl stepped into the study carrying a file that contained information Francesco requested.
     
    “Rosie Lynn Montoose? That’s a mouthful, Carl.”
     
    “Would you like to review the file in private? I’m sure you don’t need me to watch over your shoulder.”
     
    “Carl, thank you. You don’t have to stay. Daniel will be here shortly and I need to speak to him in private. The paperwork for my son to take over the company has been drawn up for almost two years. I would like to present it to Daniel and hope the proposal is well received. I’m not getting any younger. I made sure you’ll keep your job and be well cared for.”
     
    “I thank you, Sir. But if you don’t mind me asking, what are you going to do with your free time, Francesco? I worry about you not having things to occupy yourself. Perhaps you can travel.”
     
    “Maybe, but that is something I shared with Lillian, God rest her soul. I miss her every day, Carl. I’ve been alone for over two and a half decades so you think I would have gotten used to it.” Francesco let out a fake laugh, but Carl could see right through it.
     
    “Very well. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know.”
     
    Francesco sat at his desk and opened the file as Carl left the study. The photograph showed an older woman with a friendly, happy face and beautiful