I never imagined a shopping mall would feel like a courtroom.

Silver hair. Familiar eyes. A small scar above his brow—the one I used to kiss when I was little.

My blood ran cold.

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “I’m the man you should’ve been afraid of from the beginning.”

My father.

Robert Kane.

A Father Who Was Watching
Ethan laughed. “What is this? Some stunt?”

Dad didn’t release his wrist.

“You’re hurting my daughter. In public. While she’s pregnant.”

His gaze shifted to Madison.

“And you brought your employee as decoration.”