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Denise could smell Justin, Kira and Patrice, but they were not present close by. Amongst the crowd, her father was the only one she saw. At first glance, Wyatt looked well. The bags that were always under his eyes seemed to have disappeared and the once permanent lines on his forehead were also gone without a trace. He had gained a lot of flesh on his bones, even his muscles had gotten bigger. She knew he must've been living well without her and that made her expression become cold.

“Father…” She uttered bitterly.

Wyatt stiffened. He could hardly recognize the woman in front of him. “D-D-Den….D-Den…” His lips quivered, he couldn’t even finish her name. With just one look at her face, his breath got stuck in his throat. It was already shocking enough to see her standing before him but the color of her eyes was what completely rendered him speechless. The whole world paused for a moment…until the realization finally sunk in.

The child whom his late wife had took in….the child whom he ra