She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 197

The man's cold, detached voice rang out. "Did you receive the money?"

Quinn had no idea what game he was playing, but given his insufferable arrogance, he was undoubtedly here to mock her again.

Seeing her stay silent without so much as a 'thank you,' Miles scoffed coldly. "Once Luna officially becomes my goddaughter, I'll be re-teaching her manners. Can't have her 'godmother' ruining her."

Quinn was in too good a mood to let him bait her, and she had zero interest in entertaining his nonsense.

Since Luna had a Daddy now, Miles was nothing more than a minor player, no matter how desperately he tried to force this godfather charade.

Seeing her continue to treat him like invisible air, Miles felt a sharp sting to his pride. His expression darkened ominously.

"Where did you go today?"

His gaze swept over her again, assessing her meticulously.

Dressing up all pretty... Did she go on a date with that Ethan guy?

At the thought, a flare of suffocating jealousy erupted in his chest, his face freezing over.

Quinn gave a chilly smile. "Nowhere special. I just went with Yara and Luna to meet their Daddy, who just returned from abroad."

Her words were like a microscopic needle unexpectedly piercing Miles's chest. It wasn't a violent strike.

But it left behind an irritating itch that slowly morphed into a phantom ache.

His long fingers abruptly clenched into tight fists, a storm of unidentifiable emotions churning in his eyes.

Luna's biological father really came back?

Quinn didn't bother to notice the sudden paleness of his face as she breezed right past him.

...

The next day.

Quinn had a last-minute translation gig. She wore a tasteful, light layer of makeup—nothing flashy—accented only by a simple pair of pearl earrings.

She opted for business attire: a silky chiffon blouse tucked into tailored trousers that perfectly highlighted her stunning curves.

It felt like a block of concrete had lodged in Miles's chest, suffocating his breathing. He aggressively tugged at his collar.

His handsome face was thunderous. "Mine is definitely better than whatever cheap trash her father gave her. Take it to her and let her choose. If she doesn't like it, fine."

He knew he shouldn't be forcing the issue, but for some inexplicable reason, a mysterious compulsion drove him.

It commanded him to assert his presence. He had no idea where this overwhelming instinct was coming from.

"So what if Luna has a father now? He's been absent from her life for three years. Just because he suddenly shows up doesn't mean she's going to be close to him."

Honestly, she probably liked her "uncle" better anyway.

Once the weekend arrived, he would upgrade from uncle to godfather. He refused to be less important than her biological father.

The thought eased the suffocating tension in his chest slightly, and a smug smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Besides, is her father really all that great? If he were, would he have ignored his kid for three years? Stayed away for three years without even visiting? He probably hasn't even paid a dime in child support."