Dorothy's expression darkened slightly. She didn't want to argue about her father's innocence with Vincent now. "In my eyes, he's the one who gave me life, dreams, and hope. No matter what the world thinks of him, I'll always remember everything he's done. He's my hero."
When she mentioned her father, there was a softness in her eyes that Vincent had never seen before.
He understood that it was her admiration and tenderness for her father.
Thinking of the tragedy from years ago, he couldn't help but remind her, "Your identity is sensitive, and this project isn't as simple as you think. I can't be with you all the time, so you need to be careful."
"I know," Dorothy replied, her gaze firm. "Most of the people involved are Jeffrey's men, and as your fiancée, they see me as the enemy."
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