Chapter 409 Audacity
As Sean stepped onto the stage, he saw Melody turn and look at him. Her eyes were slightly red as she called him, "Dad."
For a moment, something in Sean softened.
Melody was his daughter, after all. He would never forget the day they brought the twins out of the operating room. He had been the first to hold her.
She had been small, delicate, with soft, dark hair—a perfect little bundle.
Until Melody turned three, he had loved both his daughters equally. As a father, he never played favorites. Even as they grew older, he made sure to treat them the same.
When Melody came back to the Shields, whatever Suzanna provided for the other children, she received the same.
Even though he squirmed at the gossip about Fortune and Misery, he made sure his duty as a father came first.
He cherished the quiet moments with his children whenever he had the chance, despite his demanding schedule.
He always made sure his children knew they were equally loved.
In fact, he spoiled Melody and Suzanna more than his five older sons.
For the children of the Shields, their monthly allowance was set at 45,000.
When Melody first returned, he felt bad for her. So, he asked Suzanna to give her 75,000, keeping it secret from the others.
Thirty thousand of that came from his own account.
He didn't want any of his children to feel jealous, nor did he want Suzanna accusing him of showing favor to Melody.
He confided in Suzanna because he knew his youngest daughter, like him, was eagerly waiting for her twin sister to return. Suzanna, he believed, wouldn't be bothered by it.
He trusted her with this task.
As a father, Sean truly believed he had loved and cared for Melody.
But Melody, in return ... She wouldn't even use the money he gave her to buy herself something nice.
There was no nostalgia at all.
It felt more like an accusation—that he hadn't done enough. That the Tuckers, despite their poverty, had treated her better.
His words caused the towering man who had been holding Drooby's head to freeze for a moment.
Tyrell's amber eyes darkened, narrowing in a dangerous glint. He turned with a chilling smile, his gaze falling squarely on Sean.
He's the guy I left Melody in care of? He's her ... sperm donor?
Tyrell's face, usually unreadable, now took on a cold, hard edge. His anger was like a tightly wound spring, ready to snap at any moment.
This man had no right to call himself Melody's father.
Tyrell scoffed, casting a quick glance at Sean. His lips curled into a sneer as he spoke with mockery.
"Who are you?
"Mel wasn't talking to you. If you've got a hole in your brain, maybe you should fill it with something useful. Melody is my daughter.
"Not yours!"
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