Sabrina POV
I entered my father’s rented suite with a smile already plastered on my face.
“Daddy,” I called out. “Are you home?”
“In here, darling,” he answered.
I found him in his office, doing some paperwork. I gave him a kiss on the cheek, taking the chance to scan the papers and open files scattered on the desk.
And my eyes zeroed in on the lab report tossed to the side.
Got some disappointing news from the lab, didn’t you? I thought. The idea gave me a warm glow, and my smile was relaxed into something easier and more natural.
Sabotaging my father’s i***t plan to see if he and that Omega were somehow related had been a stroke of genius on my part.
There was no way they were related, of course. But replacing Claire’s hair with hair belonging to my fathe
