Together and Forever

Chapter 119 — New Blow

The next morning was surprisingly calmly. At breakfast Mary quietly watched at Charlie. He had something so... Yesterday's burst of emotion disappeared without a trace, today he was the calm, polite, well-controlling boy. Mannered, obedient, attentive. Just an alive dream of any parents. Only his eyes did not covered by the powerful self-control. They remained watchful like if they belonging to a wild animal. If they gave out even half of his emotions--
The Charlie's calm voice broke her thoughts.
"I'm finished. When I'll see my father?"
Immersed in his thoughts, Mason did not respond. Christie looked inquiringly at Mary. Chip and Sammy mouthful looked at each other.
At this moment the phone rang. Mary got up and picked up the phone. She listened for a moment, and then closed the receiver with your palm:
"Mason, it's for you."
He came out of the trance and stood up. Giving it up, Mary whispered: "It's your father."
Mason grimly nodded and pressed the phone to his ear. Mary returned to the table.
"You may go out the table," she said to Charlie, who still sat by the empty plates.
"My father--?"
"Do not worry, you'll see him soon."
Mason looked at breakfast table, something clicked on the phone and shortly replies: "I'll speak in the study," and go upstairs to the first floor.
From baby monitors they heard Mike's scream, and Mary hastily finishing her coffee, went upstairs too. Charlie walking around the living room, then went outside.
Ten minutes later Mary went downstairs and found here just her sister, who cleaning Chips' cheeks.
"Where is..." she began, but at the point the front door opened, and Charlie came in with the morning paper in his hand.
"Look, Mason in the headlines!" he announced and open out the issue of New York Times.
Mason's portrait truly graced the newspaper page, but Mary's eyes immediately rushed to the title that graced underneath.

"What?" Mary snatched the newspaper out Charlie's hand and realized that it was not the head page, but the last one. More specifically, the announcement of the next release. "Damn!" escaped from her. It seems they just struck by new blow.
With the unexpected Charlie's appearance she almost forgot about threats by intrigues of Mason's schoolmate. And about Corey McLean, so-called brother Mark.
"What was happened?" Charlie asked with interest. "Actually does Mason know about the accident?"
"I see you already know," they heard the voice of Mason. He slowly downstairs. "My father does also," he added in a blank tone.
Then he looked at his younger brother. "Come on, Prince. His Highness CC Capwell requires us on the carpet."
Charlie contentedly smiled.
"And someone get beans. But it's not me," he said proudly, sensitively caught the backbone of the case.
Mason did not answer, just shrugged. The boy grabbed his jacket and strode to the front door. The older brother chuckled.
"It's California, brother."
"I knew it," the boy blushed, but did not leave the jacket.
"I'll go with you," Mary emphatically said to Mason, but he stops her.
"No, we'll be alright."
"But Mason--"
"No, Mary," he came back and kissed her cheek. "I'll handle it."
Mary looks at brothers until they were gone out and looked around to Christie.
"Are we in troubles?" She pointed at Mason's face on the newspaper page.
"Not yet," Mary bit her lip. "But, perhaps, we'll soon."
"Capwells always get out," her sister replied. "They're rich people and have so many connections."
But Mary thought that it's not too comforting her. She felt with her guts that there'll major problems.

On the way Charlie was silent and curiously looks out the car. But when they stopped at Capwell's residence, the boy pulled out the sigh of admiration.
"Wow!" He said slowly, with the driveway reverently gazing at the huge mansion. "Do my father lives here?"
"Yes, it's his house," Mason slammed the car door and took Charlie on the shoulder. "Come on."
He walked over to the massive door and suddenly realized that he had no keys. Frowned in annoyance he pressed the bell button.
Sophia opened the door. Seeing Charlie, firstly she froze and turned pale. But a moment later, she's having recovered herself and smiled:
"Hello, Mason. And he's Charlie, right?" she asked.
"Yes, it's my younger version. Hello, Sophia," said Mason and went along with his brother into the hall.
"Where's my father?" The boy no longer was able to restrain impatient. "I want to see him."
"Yes, Sophia, where's dad? I thought he would meet us with judicial orders and tests for paternity."
"CC is in the office, I will tell him that you are here. Try not to annoy him in the first five minutes, Mason. Today he is not the spirit."
"I know," Mason said. "I've already talked to him."
Sophia incomprehensible looked at him and went deeper into the house.
Mason expectantly rocked with a sock at the heel and muttered "Home, sweet home. How long have I been here".
"Why?" asked the brother.
"Because I'm married and finally moved out of the mausoleum."
Mason did not have time to say more because CC Capwell coming in.