As a sharp gasp escaped his lips, Ryley's brown eyes widened at the sight of his daughter standing a distance away from him.
Her brows crumpled sadly as she kept begging him, "Do you want to break Papa's heart the same...?"
The blond subconsciously lowered his hand and immediately canceled his intention to swallow the dark pearl. He dashed towards Ciara and dropped himself in front of her. Tears returned to roll down his petrified face as his trembling hand reached out to grasp his daughter's clenched palms.
"What do you mean? I don't understand, honey..." Ryley muttered, swallowing the bitterness in his throat.
"Don't lie to me. I know you understand what I meant." Ciara replied, her tiny lips curled into a disappointed pout. "If you let that pearl become one with you, you won't be able to resist the feeling Kyran has for that man." She continued as she shifted her gaze and pointed towards Tristan, who kept taking sharp blows as he struggled to defend himself against Clyde.
