The air in the apartment turned cold, Rafael, Kaden, Ceaser, all staring at Howard with disbelief in their eyes.
The look on their faces told the same thing.
Howard, one of the wealthiest in the country. A man contesting for the presidential position had a grown up daughter in the police force?
What could've made him agree to send his only living heir into the military, knowing fully well she could be killed at any time?
“Howard,” Ceaser's voice broke the silence.
Howard looked at him.
“Is it true? Is she your daughter?”
“Yes,” Howard answered. He blinked and fastened his gaze on Zoey. “She's indeed my daughter. In blood, in looks, in heart… she's every bit her fathers daughter.”
Rafael's eyes lit. speechless he turned again to Zoey, examining her intensely.
“Wow,” Ceaser excla
