85, I am your father

This damn woman actually wouldn't let her daughter see him?

Who gave her the right?!

"Ivy, how do you teach kids?" The next moment, Michael's captivating peach blossom eyes were filled with anger, and he blurted out to Ivy, "Why can't I come to see my daughter?"

My daughter?

"Uncle Gordon, what did you say? Are you saying that Bella is your daughter?"

Upon hearing the words "my daughter," the little one's eyes lit up. This was her lifelong dream!

Seeing Bella's bright eyes full of hope, Michael's heart instantly softened, and the anger that had just been provoked by Ivy disappeared!

His daughter!

"Yeah, who else in this room could be my daughter, Michael Gordon?"

As he said this, Michael kissed her gauze-wrapped forehead, knowing full well that although it was covered with gauze, there was no wound!

"Really? Is it true?"

Bianca's little face was full of shock, and she didn't try to hide her excitement!