"Hello, my wonderful daughters. Did you miss me?"

Wonderful daughters?

Miss him?

Is he fucking serious right now?

The three gazed at him in disbelief, disgust, and anger. This was the man who had made them go through hell and sat by, watching.

The burn scar on the right side of his face that disfigured him made the girls wonder where he got it. They couldn't deny the fact that the man looked even scarier than he did years ago.

"That was quite a holiday for you three, wasn't it?" Maximus grinned as he stepped closer, his gaze unreadable.

"Where's my baby?!" Issabella, who was behind her older sisters, spoke...