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replied Mom made me breathe a sigh of relief. "Next time you go to Dad's permission too, it's not usually Mela ask you to come out until late this way," said Dad while stepping into the house. "Because Jesya's gone is not the same Mela, Dad." I glared a little at Javier who had just whispered a prank. It's good that I've been rushed into the house so I didn't hear Javier's death. Shut the up! I squeaked angrily. Then enter the house after Father and Mother.

But he is also curious about the figure of Bara who is very rich and mysterious at the same time. "No, but I can conclude with certainty that the man is very ugly because when we met, he didn't dare to look me in the eye. We spoke through a barrier and only his reflection could be seen." "But dad. Does that man know about Ainayya? I'm afraid if he thinks I'm the one you'll give him." Suddenly, Javior became nervous. He was starting to regret having forgotten about it. After all in the Cannor family only Pavina was announced as the daughter of his family. Meanwhile, Nayya has always been the daughter of a servant.

Iris asked us and Jasmine and I exchanged a look. "Well..." I began but Jasmine took over. Jasmine told her mother the whole story starting with meeting Griffin this morning. Iris got paler and paler as she went on. When Jasmine finally finished, Iris sat down at the table in silence. "I can't believe it. What are the chances?" she mumbled and I looked at Jasmine. "So is Jasmine right? Is that what happened to my mother too?" I demanded. Iris nodded weakly. "Yes. Everything. Down to the fact that her mate is Griffin's father" Iris added and my legs felt weak.

CEO of AJ. Time seemed to stop at this moment as I widened my eyes. A lump formed in my throat as I noticed the picture on it, there was my father. His smile was so vibrant and charming. It felt surreal. The father I never knew was a billionaire. He was real, and powerful. I looked up, the man watching me expectantly. “Is… is he really my father?” “Yes, Miss Kiara,” he said with a small nod. “My name is Collen, and I’ve worked for your father for twenty years.”

She pushed her again aggressively when Mishka caught her wrist and squatted down to her level. “Christian is not your dad!! He is my husband and Kiara’s father.” Mishka said each word loud and clear, and Eric pressed his lips in a straight line. “Your father is…” “Mishka, don’t!!!” Jessica interrupted her sternly, but Mishka ignored her. “Your father is Jake Mathews, and he is coming to get you soon,” Mishka revealed, wiping Rylie’s tears and standing up to face Jessica who gave her a heated look.

asked Tyr. Jade went directly to the point, “My father is in trouble, Master, please help us.” With a frown on his face, Tyr asked, “And your father is?” “Finley Willow is my father,” Jade replied. Though slightly surprised by the revelation, Tyr quickly regained his composure. This explained why Jade knew of his identity as a son of the Summers family. Finley, the head of the Willow family, was her father after all. Tyr was confused. “If Finley Willow is your father, why did you go to the south?”

“That too! No one has ever seen a thunder elemer like you. What elements are your parents, Jai? Are they thunder too?” Darrion glanced at her a bit sharply. He knew Jai wasn’t fond of talking about his past because he couldn’t remember it clearly. But he was ready to help Jai should the conversation got a bit too far. Jai pursed his lips and shook his head. “No. They’re not elemers, I think… I don’t know.” Rita frowned. “How could you not know about your own parents’ element? Or maybe, sorry, are they not elemers?”

His eyes were darker than I remembered, sharp with intelligence, not cruelty. He looked at me openly now. “Good morning,” he said. His voice was calm. Polite. Detached. I inclined my head. “Good morning.” A pause. “You are… my father’s wife,” he said, not as a question. “Yes.” Another pause. Longer. Something shifted in his expression,not desire, not yet, but uncertainty. As if reality had not aligned with expectation. “I did not realize he married so… recently.” Recently. As if time measured legitimacy.

Ariyan stepped out of the car, followed by Raisa, Jarif, Maira, and Tasnim. A guard stepped forward. "I need to inform the Master first." "I am the son of this house," Ariyan said coldly. "There is no need for an announcement." Ariyan walked straight inside, and the guard didn't dare stop him. He crossed the corridor and entered the drawing room. His father was there, sitting in his wheelchair, watching the news. He smiled at Ariyan—a smile that remained as toxic and calculating as ever. "So, you’ve come. I knew you would."

After he laughed enough, he said, "Now that you know the truth, there's no need for me to keep it from you! "Yes, I did kill your parents, but can you blame me? It was your mother who was too attractive, but she had turned me down. I am the heir to the Yagyuu family, while she was just an ordinary woman. What rights did she have to refuse me? "And your ungrateful father, who was willing to fight with me for the sake of a woman. How could he have been my opponent? So, I hacked him with my sword." Yagyuu Yukime recriminated, "Animal. You finally admit it!"