Chapter 83

• The table leg slipped out of her trembling hand. She couldn’t attack her own father, although she did not feel any endearment for him, from him. All these revelations overwhelmed her enough that she backed away till her legs touched the bed.
• “Release him if you’re my father! You forced him to come here, didn’t you? He has nothing to do with any of this.”
• Marc was back on his feet. Amidst his violent coughs, he reassured, “Dani, I’m okay. Don’t w—”