Divorcing my billionaire husband (Antonio and Grace)

Chapter 42

Lana was surprised. She looked at my daughter in disbelief and caressed her face with trembling hands.

"Tell me. How old are you?"

My daughter gestured with her fingers and told Lana as I had told her. "Four." Instantly, Lana's eyes dimmed. She mumbled, "You look so much like me."

The girl in front of her looked exactly like her when she was little.

My heart was pounding. Lana's expression told me something was wrong. Afraid that she might find out, I hurried to my daughter to take her away.

A five or six-year-old boy suddenly called out, “Liar! Didn't you say you were five years old just now?"

My daughter looked up at me, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Mom, I forgot."

I closed my eyes. I had to face reality.

Antonio had a son, and his parents had a grandson. None of them could take my daughter away

Vivian who my daughter was. When she looked

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Chapter 42

the wedding, my daughter and I went to the Kaufmans' old residence with Antonio's parents. In the car, Lana held my daughter all the

Antonio's dad smiled, which was

to enter the house. He was ecstatic. His gaze followed my daughter all the time. When the houseworker took my daughter outside

daughter. I won't let you keep

determined, Lana displayed her

with you. How much do you want?

conversation was going nowhere. I grabbed my

leave.

stopped me at the

great job raising our daughter.

times tenderer than before. Despite everything, his words mollified me a

grandson. Why do you have to take my daughter