Chapter 7 -- Sept.
De''s manager had informed her that Garreth had booked the royal suite and was requesting to see
her. She wondered what could be the problem... She had known the forty-five year old man ever since
she started working at the Ritz-Carlton hotel. He was a very nice humble person. De wondered at
first why a rich sessful man like him would have any interest in a maid like herself. Garreth said he
saw her as family, he mentioned seeing his young sister in her—
which De found very weird.
Whenever she needed anything, he was always there for her. Even though she would never ept his
money, he offered to sponsor her college fees so she could get her degree in Literature. That, she
epted.
"Sugar daddy can''t seem to get away from you." M said sarcastically. It made Deugh ofcourse
that''s what it looked like to anyone who didn''t know her friendship with Garreth.
"You know M, God can use anyone and anything to help you in times of crisis and I think Garreth is
that person for me." De smiled briefly. "Besides he is close to over two decades older than me."
"I know, I just think there is something more to it." M replied as they walked down the hallway of the
hotel''s twenty-second floor. "That much kindness is rare, what if he will use itter to ckmail you ?"
"I really doubt it for some odd reason, in the four years that I have known him. I know I can trust him.
He is a good listener besides if he wanted me in that way he would have approached me." De said
putting a strand of hair behind her ear.
M nodded and they changed the topic and spoke about something else. M still didn''t trust it but
she would keep it to herself until she found some dirt on the old man called Garreth. She didn''t even
know what he did for a living but all they knew was that he had some shares in the Ritz-Carlton hotel
and some various businesses. He was honestly creepy and M thought he was a conniving pervert
who wanted to kidnap De and make her his mafia Queen.
or maybe M watched too many Telenovs.
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Garreth ufortably fixed his armani suit, he knew today was the day when he would finally tell De
the truth and his intentions. He was nervous, he had never been nervous whenever he opened up to
De and talked about everything that bothered him. It all started four years ago when he was drunk
and identally broke the whisky bottle or maybe it wasn''t a mistake rather he was angry that his ex-
wife had once again kicked him out of their house.
De was there like an angel helping him clean up the mess ;which was her job but cleaning up his
wound wasn''t part of her job description. He bbered all his problems to this girl who was
understanding and didn''t judge him. The next morning he apologised for his behavior and even offered
to pay her a chunk of money but she refused. The rest of the following months that led to Garreth''s
divorce, he talked to De about it. She was way better than his personal advisor ;Mrs. Henderson.
With De he felt sane but when she opened up to him about her own problems, he realised he had it
good. He felt like a brat because his problems weren''t even that bad. De''s problems were much
worse. All he wanted to do was help her, she refused but the least he could do was offer her
schrship to study. He read some of her drafts and realised how substantially talented she is.
He was startled when he heard someone enter his huge suite.
"Room Service." De''s voice echoed. He smiled thinking about how much he missed her. He had
been gone for a while. He had many properties around the world but still choose to stay at Ritz-Carlton
Hotel.
"De, how are you ?" He opened his arms wide so he could hug her. she didn''t hesitate to hug him
back.
? ? ? ? ? ? "I''m alright, you just disappeared!"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? "Is everything okay ?" She asked taking a seat on the expensive looking couch
with gold carvings.
"Yes, everything is fine but there is a matter I have been meaning to talk to you about." He walked
towards her. Handing De a ss of water, he knew she wasn''t much of a drinker and that''s all he
could offer her besides bourbon.
"Uhm okay, now I''m nervous. Did I do something wrong or wait Simon said something bad about me."
De panicked.
"No no no, you know I would never allow them to fire you. I am the majority shareholder and you do
your job very well. You are always employee of the month aren''t you ?" Garreth said proudly taking a
sip of his whiskey on the rocks.
"Uhm thank you, Garreth." De was short of words. She wondered what could be so important that he
had to call her at this time of the evening when her shift was almost over. Leo must be sitted alone and
bored alone in the Lobby, De thought but little did she know that he was far from being bored with his
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father or rather friend around.
"And how''s our little boy doing at school?" Garreth asked with a solemn expression.
"He is just always excited for school and he is a math genius. You were right about that school, it''s
honestly the best and that''s all I want for Leo, the best!" De added.
"Roosevelt International Private School is quite an admirable and reputable school." He paused. "My
step son went there." Garreth looked sad talking about his past life. He couldn''t have kids but adored
kids dearly.
"Anyways I''m bing anxious over here, what did you want to talk about ?" De responded calmly.
"I just want you to know that, I hope whatever I say doesn''t change anything between us. I have grown
to love you so much like family and all I want is to see you happy Ad." He said his eyes bing
blurry, what always touched De''s heart was that he always called her by her full name Ad and
Andre used to do that but that was the past.
"Please don''t tell me you are dying?" She facepalmed clearly dying of anxiety.
"No no no." He chuckled. "It''s quite the opposite. To myself it''s good news but to you, I''m not sure it
might be good or bad." He exined.
"Okay." De sighed holding her breath waiting for him to speak.
"Ad have you ever asked yourself why you have an American citizenship and your surname isn''t as
Spanish as you are?" He genuinely asked gulped down all his whiskey to give him courage.
"Well kids in my ss always teased me saying I''m a faketino because of myst name but I really
didn''t mind it." De exined reminiscing parts of her childhood.
"My grandparents had citizenship maybe that''s how I also got it." She added.
"Well Ad, myst name is also McCarthy." He said leaving De appalled but most of all confused. It
was as if a ton of bricks were cascading on top of her head as she processed this new information.
"Does-" De''s eyes became blurry and the tears couldn''t stop streaming from her eyes to her cheeks.
She almost choked on her saliva. "Does does- but— what?" She asked oblivious to the whole truth her
hand sped on her lips as she refused to let out a sound of crying.
"It makes me your father, darling." Garreth said letting out a sigh.
"But but but no —Uh—you are so young, it can''t be." She let out a whimper as tears streamed from
each eye like the Niagara Falls, this was indeed a touchy topic.
"I''m forty-five and I was only sixteen or seventeen when you were born." He let out another sigh, he
didn''t know if he shouldfort her or give her some space after tapping such a touchy subject.
De couldn''t believe it, she had always wanted her father around in her life. So many questions were
now answered as to why sometimes her skin grew pale or how her eyes a lighter shade of brown. How
her hair wasn''t always jet ck but instead rather brownish.
"You-" De choked on her breath. "You you didn''t wanted me!"De let out another cry. Garreth was
beyond heartbroken by the state his daughter was in, so he shifted a little so he could hold his little girl
as she cried. She needed to let it all out. She cried softly in his arms as he softly rubbed circles on her
back. She cried for everytime that her mother told her she was useless, unwanted, unloved,
undesirable, good-for-nothing, waste and worthless. She cried for the words her ex-husband threw at
her on thest day they ever saw each other.
"YOU CHEATING WHORE OR PERRA PENDEJA WHATEVER YOU LATINAS CALL IT. YOUR
FATHER KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING WHEN HE LEFT BECAUSE YOU ARE A DAMN CURSE. NO
WONDER YOUR MOTHER DOESN''T EVEN WANT YOU AROUND. I''M SO DISGUSTED TO HAVE
FELL FOR A CUNNING WOMEN LIKE YOU."
She cried because of all these questions that her abu was never able to answer. After a while she
was silent, just thinking. Every shback was just hitting her right in the face.
"I''m sorry Ad." Garreth let out, he had tears on his cheeks, watching his daughter cry, this pulled his
heart out of it''s ribcage. De didn''t reply, she stayed silent and hid her face on his chest.
"My parents—"
"My parents when they found out... I had impregnated a girl especially the fact that she was Latina.
They cared more about their reputation and what people would say. They shipped me off to a boarding
school in Manchester. I didn''t even know I had a child. When your mother came with her parents to
confront me, I wasn''t around. My parents took this opportunity to threaten them with deportation or
whatever threat they could use since your grandparents were refugees. I think it worked because I
never heard from your family again or your mother. My parents didn''t tell me anything until I was
married and told them that I couldn''t have children. That''s when my mother finally told me what she had
done years back. Meeting you was a mistake, it wasn''t nned but the night you told me about your
personal life. Everything seemed to click, I knew then and there that you were my daughter. I looked at
your file and everything but I just knew you were mine from the very first day there was something that
drew you to me."
De was listening attentively as her father stroked her soft hair, like she always saw in the movies
except in this category she wasn''t a little girl anymore.
"I''m sorry Ad." He said with silence following right after.