My father ignored him.
He walked straight through the crowd and stopped in front of me.
He glanced at the guard's outstretched hand. "Who is asking my daughter to leave?"
The room went so quiet you could hear a glass clink against a table.
Vice President Langley's smile froze. "Your… your daughter?"
My father glanced at him. "Is your hearing not what it should be?"
The security guard stepped back immediately.
Aziel stood where he was, as if someone had just poured a bucket of ice water over him from head to toe.
Cressida was the first to recover.
She looked from me to my father. "Riley is your daughter?"
My father didn't answer directly.
He handed his coat to the secretary and sat down beside me. "What happened?"
He was asking me, but his gaze swept across the entire room.
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