18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 398

Daniel was back, his face as unreadable as a stone. The more emotionless he looked, the more anxious Lillian felt, but she forced a smile and stood up to greet him. "Welcome home, Dan." He glanced around the house with a nonchalant "Hmm."

Lillian stepped closer, reaching for his briefcase. "You barely come home. What would you like for dinner? I'll make something special."

Ignoring her question, Daniel shifted his gaze to Julia, whose face was bruised and swollen. "Julia, can you give us a moment? I need to talk to your mom."

Julia, nursing her wounds and mulling over a response, found herself tongue-tied under Daniel's stern gaze. His silent authority left her feeling utterly powerless, fear creeping into her very bones. She retreated to her room, closing the door with a sense of dread.

Daniel sat down and motioned for Lillian to do the same. "Sit."

Lillian took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. "What's wrong with you? Why the long face after work?"

He remained silent, just staring at her.

It felt as if he was looking through her, seeing someone else a woman who was once lively and passionate, who defied societal norms and promised to marry him no matter what. Thirty years had drastically changed that image.

Lillian hated his scrutinizing gaze; it made her feel like the worst kind of villain.

their heated arguments in the past. Back then,

did you do that to

she expected the confrontation, Lillian flinched.

"Are you talking about what happened at the mall today? That was a misunderstanding. The person has held a grudge against

is your daughter too.

"What are you talking about, Dan? Julia is my only daughter. The child I had with the Riley family was killed during a home

his briefcase and tossed two documents in front

cold as she read the contents. They were paternity test reports. The other report was

was Daniel's daughter, while Julia had no blood

as she realized the truth. The Kindle Society could make submarines; of course, they could conduct a DNA test.

you never confronted me about this all these years?" she asked, locking eyes

on a secret mission for over a year, barely surviving. When he returned to Griffith, eager to talk about marriage with Lillian,

saying he wasn't there when her family went bankrupt, when she was pregnant, when she miscarried, and now, as she was marrying

was when Daniel learned about the child

a prenatal appointment, he realized that her choice was right. He

never have imagined that, decades later, Lillian would call to say the child was alive-that she had secretly given birth and that the Riley family had raised the child after

suitable partners, but because his career didn't leave much room for family life. He didn't want to hold anyone else back from

the one he never got to meet. If only he hadn't taken that mission, maybe their child would have been