Chapter 12: The Past I

5 years ago...

Charles Debrun's POV

"Now, you are coming of age, I wanted you to know the truth of your heritage, Charles," my father said as I was looking over the documents of my father. I had known the truth that my father who was in front of me right now was my adopted parent.

"The fact that you were not my biological father?" I asked him as I was looking at him, leaning on the chair that I was seated right now. His eyebrows shot up.

"How do you know?" He asked. I smirked at him as I was looking back to the document of my patients at the hospital that I worked right now.

"Your father, Albert Debrun, thought it was good if you were not involved in the propaganda of overthrowing the monarch," my father continued. I stopped looking at the papers as he got my attention.