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"W-What?" I whispered in a trembling voice. No. This can't be! Not my father! Please! I almost yell those words but I know that it will be just a stupid move! I will never let him find out that he is my father. I will never let him learn that Petrakis Tzivas is connected to me.

"Petrakis Tzivas? I do not even know him!" I gritted my teeth in annoyance, pretending to not care about what he was saying.

Greval raised a brow at me. His arms were still wrapped around my waist. I have been trying to push him away but his grip was just too tight!

"You do not, huh?" He narrowed his eyes at me. He looked like he does not buying my words and it made me nervous. No. I should not show any reaction to him. I need to do this better than I should.

"I do not know who that Petrakis is, Greval! Why do you keep on insisting that I do?!" I glared at him.

But what if Dad had already said something? What if he already said that I am his daughter? No. I am not yet sure about that so I have to be careful. Bu