Chapter 215

Chapter 215

Karina sighed dramatically, tapping a manicured nail against her mug. "You know, I am right here."

I ignored her again.

"She won't be staying here," I said flatly.

My father's gaze met mine, "This is still my house, Kester."

Silence.

Long, thick silence.

And then, he leaned back as if the conversation was already over. And with a

casual sip of

his coffee, he said the words that made my blood run hot.

"And Karina is also my daughter."

The laugh that had been bubbling under my skin finally slipped out.

Dark. Amused. Poisoned at the edges.

I pushed off the chair, straightening to my full height, my gaze sweeping over him with something between pity and disbelief.

"You really are a fool, old man.'

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coming for his beloved daughter. I had all it takes to get her out of this house. I could have snapped

is the

made things easier for me. Brought my plans right to my doorstep, wrapped in the golden opportunity of

And Karina?

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by arrogance, too drenched in self-importance,

where I knew Karina would be at the moment. There was just a thin line separating her from being an

a relationship with alcohol-one that teetered on the edge of devotion

destruction.

she was. Drowning in a

was careless, shoulders slouched, legs crossed

exile.

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bar, placing the wine

a little secluded from where other varieties were lined

and distinct. Eye-catching and Inviting. Just

should be.

knew she was watching

the silent type. She wouldn't hesitate to spill it if she had something to say-and she always

through

she mused, tilting her head slightly, her gaze flicking between me and the

down. "Old habit never dies,

I didn't respond.

even glance

it as an invitation to keep

me... Does alcohol now have an effect on you? Because,

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