"You know what? You're so full of drama! It's just Anastacia. I'll bring her back afterward. I just couldn't say no to Dad, unlike how you rejected him when he asked to see your child!" Blanche spat at me again.

Logan quickly stood in front of me, facing Blanche. Terror overtook her face.

"A-Logan, please don't interfere in this."

"Anastacia is my daughter, Blanche, so you don't get to say that to me. You took our daughter. We can fucking sue you for what you did and let you rot in jail. How far does your greed go?" Logan retorted firmly. "You are all fucking sick for involving a six-year-old...