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“Dad, what was that for?” she cried out, disbelief written all over

her face.

Tobias stormed inside, his voice thick with fury. “What was

that for? Why don’t you ask yourself what kind of mess you’ve made.” He then grabbed the umbrella from the rack by the door and started swinging it at her.

He snarled, “Haven’t I told you to stay away from Kaia? What part of that do you not understand?”

“Mom, help! Dad’s gone crazy!” Kimberly scrambled around the living room, trying to shield herself, but she still took several hits.

Sally came running out, horrified. “Tobias, what are you doing? She’s a grown woman! How could you hit her like that?”

“If I don’t, she’ll never learn. All she ever does is compete with Kaia!” Tobias snapped.

Kimberly broke down, sobbing uncontrollably, “Why are you always taking her side, Dad?”

She realized that ever since her grandmother passed away, her father had changed. Not only had he kicked her and her mother out of the house, but now he was even hitting her for Kaia’s sake.

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with anger. “Is that so? Then why don’t you find yourself a wealthy husband like she did! This is your last warning, Kimberly. Push me any further, and

he threw down the umbrella and stormed out, slamming the door

what’s wrong with Dad? Why is he like

for her daughter, but her anger toward that cold-hearted man burned just as fiercely. “Don’t be

is Dad really going to disown me?” Kimberly choked out

firmly, “No, he wouldn’t dare.” She knew too many of Tobias’s secrets to let him follow

go looking for trouble with Kaia right now,

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woke up the day after

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reached the point where kissing was nothing out of the ordinary, but deep down, she still saw Lucien as someone far

her bag, Jason’s voice came gently from outside the door. “Good

her tracks, surprised that Lucien was up so early too. It was barely past seven, and she had specifically chosen this time to avoid running

the dining room, completely at ease. He looked up,

and

Kaia replied stiffly, “Morning.”

her sandwich, she broke the silence to ease the awkwardness, saying, “You’re up pretty

hour each morning,” Lucien