The tears that I had been holding back for a long time fell in that instant. I embraced him, sobbing, "Dad, mom is gone, and I only have you."
Silas's body tensed for a fleeting moment, and he loosened his grip on me slightly as if he were on the verge of saying something.
I inwardly sneered, yet my voice remained outwardly pitiful as I spoke before him, "It's alright, Dad. If you're concerned that Rosemary and Natalee won't be content, you can send me to the orphanage. I'm quite accustomed to being alone, after all."
After hearing this, a hint of joy flashed across Silas's face. He was about to speak when he heard the whispers of the people nearby.
"So he's a scumbag who doesn't care about his daughter."
"Absolutely, he doesn't even want his own child. He's nothing short of beastly."
"Who said he isn't? Why do I feel like I've seen him somewhere before? It seems like he appeared on some financial news."
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The crowd's words caused Silas's face to flush deeply. He immediately grasped my arm, gestured towards the police station, and led me back.
Standing in front of the magnificent villa, I refused to move forward.