My Ex-Fiancé's Hot Daddy
"How are you, Elara? Have those old wounds from Zurich finally healed? Sometimes, scars remain beneath the skin, don't they?"
"I don't have any scars, Master Blackwood," I replied firmly, meeting his gaze without flinching.
Sienna chimed in with a sharp, biting tone, "Of course not. Plastic surgery in Switzerland is rumored to be the best in the world, isn't it?"
Alistair took one step forward, his aura instantly freezing the smirk on Adrian’s face. "Enough. Leave before I lose my patience and make you regret ever setting foot in here."
Adrian raised his hands in a mock gesture of surrender, but before walking away, he whispered loud enough for us to hear, "Careful, Dad. The things you find