“I wasn’t the best father one can ask for. Since my first wife died, I devoted myself to serving my constituents, causing me to neglect the safety and welfare of my only daughter.”
Wilson Dia’s voice rang across the living room. Sander wanted to switch the television off, but Primrose grabbed his arm when he tried to pick up the remote from the coffee table. As their eyes met, her gaze contained a silent plead. All the man could do was sigh and nod his head before going back to sit beside her.
“Many people may have seen her in a different light, but my daughter is a pure and innocent soul.” The City Mayor dabbed a handkerchief to the corners of his slanted eyes. He wiped his crocodile tears, fueled by superficial sympathy and opportunistic tactics. “I didn’t know Nicolas Mendez could d
