CHAPTER 60

Jessica sat in the dimly lit living room of her apartment, her hands trembling as she replayed the events of the last few hours in her mind. She had barely made it home after the tense conversation with Philip and Clara, and now, she felt as though she were caught in a web she couldn’t escape. The sound of the rain pattering against the windows only heightened her anxiety, each drop echoing her fears.

Just as she was about to get up and make herself a cup of tea, there was a sharp knock on her door. The sound made her jump, her heart racing. She wasn’t expecting anyone, and the thought of who could be on the other side of the door sent a shiver down her spine.

Hesitantly, Jessica approached the door, her hand hovering over the doorknob. She took a deep breath and opened it. Standing there, drenched from the rain and with a cold, unreadable expression, was Andrew Lane—her father.

“Dad?” Jessica’s voice wavered as she took a step back, allowing him to enter. “What are you doing here?”

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