Gabriella’s POV

"Grandma, I'm aware that you've been wondering about Xander's father, and I'm sorry I never had the opportunity to tell you what happened between me and his father. I met him after completing my university's third-year exams. My friends advised me that I needed to find a boyfriend since I had never dated, and so we went to a nightclub. It was my first experience at a nightclub. I drank alcohol for the first time, and Xander's father joined me. We danced together and ultimately left the club together, to a hotel he had reserved before coming to the club. I had my first kiss and lost my virginity on the same day. I kissed and slept with Xander's father for the first time. We had a good time. I awoke the following morning alone in bed. He was gone. I hoped he would return, but he never did. I continued returning to the hotel with the expectation of seeing him and informing him about my pregnancy, but I had no luck locating him. He had vanished, leaving no trace. I spent the first three months looking for him but was unsuccessful. I dropped out of school in search of jobs and care for my son. I had been alone since I was a child at the orphanage. My friends were quite supportive. I discovered who I had slept with not long just this year. I saw a photo of him on television and learned that he was engaged to another woman. I was in pain, but then I realized I was just a one-night stand. I never made an issue of it. My son and I have been getting along well without him, and I have no intentions of informing him about my son. I hope to God that I never have another encounter with him. I chose not to inform him that he had left me pregnant that day. I believed we were connected. I was mistaken. I don't plan on telling him about Xander. He is better off in the dark. He seems to be content with his fiancée, and I don't want to upset him by bringing my son to meet him. Well, I do not despise him. He is Xander’s father, but I will never forgive him. He was aware that I had never had sex before, yet he used no protection and left me pregnant and alone. He had experience, but I lacked it, which is one of the reasons I despise men. After I explained my tale to grandmother Felicia, I saw she was enraged.

"What's his name?"

"All I knew was that his name was Javier; nevertheless, this year, I discovered that he was Javier Hills."

Grandma Felicia’s POV

Thus, Xander has my blood!

How am I to inform this young lady that Javier is my grandson? How could Javier have acted in such a reckless manner? How can I begin to convey this?

He is so smitten with Xander that he is unaware that the kid is his son. He is the product of his blood.

How can I rectify this?

"Go inside and rest." Gabriella was commanded, as I could tell she was weary of weeping.

How am I to inform this girl that the person responsible for her misery was my grandson? How could you, Javier?

I double-checked the time and directed my driver to Hills Group International. When we arrived, I stormed into the conference room and demanded that everyone go. Everyone hurried out, leaving me alone with my grandson.

Javier's POV

𝑆𝑙𝑎𝑝!

"Grandma, what is the meaning of this?"

𝑆𝑙𝑎𝑝!

'Grandma, would you stop and tell me what is going on." I asked my grandmother.

"You idiot, you have now backed me into a corner. Are you aware of what you've done? Do you, Javier Hills?" I saw another slap coming, but I dodged and moved away from her.

"What have I done, Grandma?"

"You imbecile, how are you capable of being that irresponsible? Xander is your son!"

I became immobile.

"Grandma, you've been claiming for a long time that kid is mine, but he is not."

However, she flashed me a savage grin.

"Does the name Gabriella ring a bell?"

"Who is that grandma? But, before I could reopen my lips, my jaw fell,

"What! "

"Aaa, the student you slept with and then abandoned without saying a word or look for is Xander's mother. She is your son's mother. The girl endured a great deal as a result of her actions. She dropped out of school, so she could take care of your son while you were busy sleeping around. I am really dissatisfied with you. I did not inform her that you were my grandson since I anticipated her leaving with my great-grandson. You are going to straighten up this problem. I am not requesting that you marry her. That is not to say that I have an issue with it. Gaby is a wonderful child. I admire her and am aware of her abilities. I've developed a bond and trust with that girl, and you're not going to deprive me of it. Correct this before she discovers I am your grandmother."