Into Leroy.

Damien rewound the window of the car to see clearly. Mara was waving at him as the Rolls Royce drove off. He kept a long stare on her. There was a stream of tears pouring from her eyes.

He sniffled as a drop of tears fell from his eyes.

"Really? I can't believe this." He scoffed, drying his eyes.

Jada was holding firmly unto Mara as she waved. Damien could sigh in relief now that his daughter has a knowledge of him.

He had lived in pain all these while unable to tell his daughter who he was to her. But now, things were different.

He stopped looking and wound up the window again. He leaned back into the comfy backseat and sighed.

Though he had successfully convinced Mara that he was her father. Yet there was still much work to do. He was yet to explain to her how thee fuck he was looking so young.

How could the father of an eighteen years old girl look twenty?

Damien couldn't explain the situation to her yet, but he had promised her that he would explain everything to her whene
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