Page 118 of Falling for the Boss's Son

Jesse had tried to get her to explain why she needed to see his dad, but it didn’t feel right for her to tell Jesse before she told Blake. This whole secret thing put her in a weird position she didn’t like.

At ten o’clock, there was a knock at the door and Jesse went to let his father in.

“How is she?” Blake’s asked.

“Tired and in need of rest.”

Blake’s gaze shifted to where she was reclining on the couch. “I won’t stay long.”

Cassie tried to sit up a little straighter. Even though this wasn’t work related, Blake Masters was still her boss. “Thank you for coming. I know it’s late.”

Blake waved her comment away and sat down on the chair across from her. “I’m just happy to hear you weren’t seriously hurt.”

“Me too.”

When she didn’t say any more, Blake decided to take charge of the situation. “What is it you needed to talk to me about?”

Her gaze shifted to Jesse. She wasn’t sure she wanted him to find out like this, even if it was true, but she couldn’t exactly ask him to leave his own living room. And even if she did, she wasn’t sure he’d go. “Have you talked to Crystal?”

“Personally? No.” Blake’s jaw tightened. “Craig got a few minutes with her before the police took her away, but she wasn’t talking. Did she say something to you?”

Cassie played with the blanket draped over her lap. “She said Grayson Hyde created the code to skim money from the company.”

Blake nodded. “That’s consistent with what Grayson told Craig.” He paused. “Did she say why he did it?”

This was where it got complicated. “She said he did it for her.” Cassie glanced at Jesse before continuing. “That the money was supposed to be her inheritance.”

Jesse took a step forward. “Her inheritance?”

Cassie licked her lips, suddenly feeling parched. “She said she’s your daughter.”

Blake froze.

“That’s impossible. Crystal’s around my age. That’s…” The words died in Jesse’s throat when he saw the look on his dad’s face. “Dad? Tell me it isn’t true. It’s not possible.”

Instead of answering Jesse’s question, Blake stood and walked to the large bank of windows overlooking the city. “I can’t tell you that. I wish I could.”

“What about Mom? How could you?—”

Blake turned to face his son. “After you were born, your mom and I had some difficulty adjusting. She went into a deep depression, and we separated for a few months.”

“And you cheated on her?” Jesse’s voice was hard.

His dad didn’t deny it.

Jesse blew out an angry breath. “Does she know?”

“About my dalliance? Yes.”

“Dalliance?” Jesse’s eyes were wild. She’d never seen him this way. Not even when he found her tied up.

Blake’s mind seemed to be elsewhere. “I need to go.”

“You’re leaving?” Jesse asked.

His father walked past them both and headed for the door. “Get some rest, Cassie.” Then he looked at Jesse. “Take care of her. She’s a keeper, you know.”

Jesse didn’t respond.

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