The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 1065

But the reality soon set in, and a nagging wave of doubt washed over Tamara. He wasn't anything like what she had pictured.

When he had called her before, he sounded effortlessly powerful, promising her a life of unimaginable wealth and security. He gave off the aura of someone whose influence could easily crush Fitch or even Callahan.

She had imagined her biological father as a regal savior who would pull her out of the mud and elevate her status to the stratosphere. Not... this. A man too afraid to show his real face, desperately trying to drag her into a frantic escape.

With that realization, Tamara instinctively took a half-step back, eyeing him with deep suspicion.

"On the phone, you made it sound like you were at the top of the world. You promised you'd compensate me, protect me, and back me up."

"But look at you right now. You don't exactly look like you're 'doing well.'"

"What the hell is actually going on? Why are you trying to drag me away on the run?"

Seeing her resistance, the masked man softened his approach. "It's complicated, and I can't explain it all in a few sentences. I'll give you the details once we're safe."

"All you need to know is that Callahan and Leilani faked their deaths! The whole thing was a calculated trap to take Fitch down."

"Now that Fitch is locked up, you are going to be their next target. It won't take long for them to uncover the connection between us! By the time they do, even if I want to save you, I won't be able to."

He locked eyes with her, his gaze brimming with fatherly concern. "Tamara, I am your blood. I risked everything to sneak in here for you. Do you honestly think I would put you in danger?"

Noticing the internal war raging in her eyes, he lowered his voice, lacing it with comfort and temptation.

"Listen to me, sweetheart. Come with Dad. The Sherwood family is a sinking ship. There's nothing left for you here."

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