Evan's POV
I was sitting in my office and staring at the picture of my parents' wedding. Emily and I were still babies but I was such a chubby one.
I wonder what it would be like to actually become a father.
My office phone rang and removed the thought from my mind.
"Evan Hollen." I answered.
"Mr. Hollen, I have a Miss. Blackman here to see you." My secretary said from her end.
My heart skipped a beat.
Jasmine?
"Jasmine?" I asked her.
"No. She said her name is Zenia Blackman. The little sister."
"Send her in."
Why was Zenia here?
Sitting up in my chair and straightening my suit, I watched Zenia come through the door. She walked up to my desk slowly while gazing around the room.
"Good morning." I greeted her.
Her eyes landed on me now.
"Good morning." She answered back.
"How can I help you?" I asked her.
"There's something you have to know before it's too late." She said.
My eyebrows creased in confusion and a smirk came on my lips as I shook my head.