The truth was devastating, but nothing could have prepared Claudia for what was coming. She had not only handed down her son's death but also allowed herself to be used. She stared up from the floor, her gaze wandering around those present, then settled on Lucien. Everyone knew they had chemistry. To her, he was not only the better version of Kabir but also a man who understood her without words.
"I thought we were a team," she choked, the words sliced off her lips effortlessly, but in reality, it meant nothing. "He called you Dad," she added, but Lucien grinned like the demon he was. "Dad," he chuckled bitterly. "Why would I want another man's child to call me Dad?" he demanded. Emilia, who was not on talking terms with her brother, turned to him, shocked.
