SILAS

Beside Julian, Isabella sat frozen, one hand pressed firmly over her mouth, her eyes wide as she looked at him.

I turned back to my father, struggling to contain my temper. “Why?”

Viktor's brows pulled together. “I've already told you what happened.”

“Why the fuck do you have a daughter none of us knew about?” I yelled, taking a step toward his desk.

“There was no reason for you to know,” Viktor replied, not even bothering to rise from his chair.

I stared at him in disbelief. “How the fuck could you do that to Mum? You cheated on her, had a child with another woman, and somehow there...