The Daughter Doesn't Want the Scumbag Alpha Dad Anymore!
Ana pursed her lips, revealing a dot on her cheeks, as she chuckled in quiet mockery, “Whose father will skip their daughter's birthday if they dont know they have another daughter outside?”
“I–”
Ana finally looked at him, dead in the eyes.
Those dark with a hint of emerald hue, identical to his own, met his gaze without a flicker, “Can you do it? I won’t bother you with my other birthdays in return.”
“I won’t need you to be present anymore.”
“Father.”
That single word at the end made Lancer chest tighten, feeling some difficulty breathing as he quickly dismissed his daughter's words in a panic.
“Nonsense.”