Chapter 81 LXXXI.

Isadora's POV.

Breakfast was an ordeal. Throughout the meal, my Daddy, kept shooting us bizarre looks. He’d glance from Trisha to me, his eyes narrowed in intense suspicion.

I had no idea what was going on in his head, but I was thoroughly fed up with his games. Finally, I snapped. "What is it, Dad...

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