I turned around with a smile and nodded at the man striding toward me.
"Dad. Didn't you say you'd send the driver to pick me up? Why did you come in person?"
My father stroked my hair fondly and said, "If I hadn't come, how would I have seen just how many stupid stunts your ex-boyfriend is still pulling?"
He cast a contemptuous glance at Dave, who lowered his head, trembling, flooded with regret and self-reproach.
The ladder to success he had been dreaming of was right beside him all along. Why had he gone out of his way to use Shane?
"Uncle—" Shane stammered, but my father cut her off immediately.
"Uncle? I don't have a so-called niece like you." My father's voice was icy.
Dave jolted all over, veins popping out on his forehead.
I smiled faintly.
My father had disowned this so-c
