Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 934

Everyone here knew full well how Derek had treated Susanna lately—none of them were blind to it. He didn't even recognize his own daughter’s face, and now he had the nerve to claim her? Derek’s expression turned stony.

Barnaby, never one to hold back, gave a careless shrug. “Mr. Murray, maybe you should head home first. Figure out what your daughter looks like—then come talk to us.” His words were nothing but barbed.

A father who couldn’t pick his own child out of a lineup? Pathetic didn’t even begin to cover it. Derek’s face darkened with rage.He shot Barnaby a murderous glare, but Silas stepped forward, voice level and cold: “You won’t gain anything from seeing our boss right now.”

Anyone would be on edge, being yanked out of bed in the middle of the night to deal with this sort of drama.

“I just want to see my daughter,” Derek spat, jaw clenched.

“Your daughter is with our boss,” Barnaby replied dryly. He wasn’t just being rude—he was making a point: Susanna hadn’t been Derek’s daughter for a long time. In fact, maybe she never really was. How could he suddenly appear and claim her when, ever since she’d been born, their lives had never once crossed?

Now Derek was swallowing his pride, desperate and shameless. But Susanna? She’d never recognize him as her father, not in a million years. Everyone in Black Gate was losing their minds over this mess, and Derek’s so-called claim on his daughter wasn’t affection—it was a last-ditch, reluctant capitulation. The tragedy for him was that Susanna wouldn’t care in the slightest.

Barnaby couldn’t resist piling on, his mouth as sharp as ever: “Let’s face it, Mr. Murray has so many kids, he probably couldn’t tell which ones are actually his. What’s the point of meeting one more?”

It wasn’t just a jab—it was a gut punch loaded with implication, but Derek seemed oblivious. Maybe he’d never realized—or refused to acknowledge—the ugly whispers that followed him: that Ivanna and Leanne were so painfully unattractive, people wondered if they were even related to him at all. He’d never questioned it, not once.

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