The air in the cafe fell silent.
Lucija stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, and her body was too stiff to say a word.
She... she only knew about this matter but Beau already knew it?
No, that was impossible!
Lucija bit her lips tightly.
Beau had no reason to suspect Eliza. He didn't even know if Eliza had given birth to a son or a daughter!
What's more...
He only slept with Eliza before. If he really did know that Lilliana was her daughter, he wouldn't be unaware that Braint and Demarion were also Eliza's sons!
It was even more impossible for him to sit so calmly in front of her...
Lucija's face turned pale. Fear and doubt filled her head.
After a long time, she finally found her own voice. "No... impossible!"
"Lilliana... How... how could she be the daughter of you and Eliza..."