Seraphine had expected this. The moment Ravyn lost control, violence would be the first thing on his mind. That was exactly why she stepped in front of Zane without hesitation. He was her witness, and she wasn’t going to let anyone silence him.

Ravyn’s chest rose and fell hard as he fought to keep his temper in check. His fists tightened until his knuckles turned white. Countless questions raced through his mind. He recognized Zane.

More importantly, he knew Daisy had been communicating with him. The calls, the hidden messages. Everything suddenly began fitting together in a way that made his stomach turn.

Daisy’s legs gave out beneath her. She collapsed onto her knees, face already streaked with tears. "Zane..." her voice cracked with pure desperation. "Please..."

Before she could finish, Zane’s furious shout exploded through the hall. "Shut the fuck up, bitch!" Not a trace of pity showed on his face.

He was mad because thanks to Daisy, he had once gone against Seraphine. Had she not saved his father, he would have still been hating her and who knows? He would have even ended up in prison or killed alongside his father by Santiago’s men.

Yes, Seraphine was his hero because together with Voren, they took down the notorious mafia don who destroyed his father. Seraphine did not end there.

She gave him a job with a mouthwatering salary in addition to other incentives. Zane owed her his life and for that, he was willing to do anything. She just had to say it.

Seraphine wasn’t surprised in the slightest by Zane’s use of cursed words. The first time she tried hacking him, he had cursed at her with the same filthy language, though it was digital. That was simply who he was.

Ravyn’s face darkened and his eyes flashed with fury. "How dare you speak to a Luna like that?" His voice boomed across the room. He never called Daisy his Luna, only "a Luna." The tiny difference didn’t go unnoticed. He took an angry step toward Zane.

Zane immediately stumbled two steps backward, fear flashing across his face. Before Ravyn could get any closer, Seraphine stepped between them once again, her expression remaining calm. "I told you," she said firmly, "don’t touch him."

Ravyn stopped. Every muscle in his body trembled with restrained anger, fingers curling into tight fists. For several long seconds no one moved. Zane quietly stood beside Seraphine.

The fear on his face disappeared almost instantly, replaced by an expression that softened with respect. He slightly lowered his head toward her. "Boss." His tone carried genuine respect. "Should I send it to his phone?"

Every guest looked at Seraphine, curiosity filling their eyes. What exactly was Zane talking about?

Seraphine fell silent as she carefully thought everything through. Her eyes slowly drifted toward Daisy. The woman was still desperately denying everything. Enough was enough.

Seraphine let out a quiet breath. "She keeps denying the truth," she pointed out, voice remaining steady. "So..." She looked back at Zane. "Upload everything. Make it go viral."

"No!" Daisy’s terrified scream shattered the silence. She crawled forward on her knees, fresh tears pouring down her cheeks. "I’ll confess!" She cried so hard her entire body shook. "I’ll tell everyone!"

Shock spread across Ravyn’s face. He slowly turned toward her, heartbeat pounding painfully inside his chest. "Daisy..." his voice came out barely above a whisper. "What are you going to confess?"

There was no anger in his eyes anymore, only confusion and fear. An unbearable ache settled inside his chest. He had trusted Daisy more than anyone.

Even after seeing countless warning signs, he had continued believing her for the sake of their son.

Because of that trust he had doubted Seraphine, accused her, and humiliated her over and over again. Ravyn was finding it hard to admit he was wrong in trusting Daisy because the matter involving him, Daisy, and Seraphine, was just too complicated.

But now, looking at Seraphine’s calm expression and then at the overwhelming guilt written across Daisy’s face, he finally understood. Nothing today was unfolding the way he wanted.

Daisy closed her eyes and swallowed hard. Every word felt like a knife cutting through her own heart. Finally she spoke. "Ravyn..." her voice trembled uncontrollably. "Bryan... isn’t your son."

Time stopped. Ravyn’s face instantly lost every bit of color. His blood turned ice cold. No. No. Anything but this.

This was the one truth he refused to accept. His breathing became ragged as his mind rejected every word she had spoken. Because of Bryan he had chosen Daisy.

Because of Bryan he had abandoned Seraphine. Because of Bryan he had killed his own daughter before she ever had the chance to take her first breath. And now Daisy was telling him Bryan had never been his child?

His lips parted and his voice came out frighteningly cold. "Excuse me?"

The entire hall stood frozen. No one dared make a sound. Daisy couldn’t even look him in the eye. She cried harder. "I’m sorry..." She wiped at her tears with trembling hands.

"Ravyn, please forgive me. I never meant for things to go this far." She shook her head repeatedly. "I just, I couldn’t control myself."

Ravyn refused to believe it. He couldn’t. Accepting those words would destroy everything he had built his life around. It would mean every choice he had made, every sacrifice, every cruel decision had all been for nothing.

He slowly shook his head. "No." His voice cracked. "No..." He turned away from Daisy and looked directly at Seraphine.

Pain filled his eyes, blended with confusion, desperation, and disbelief. "Sera..." his voice sounded almost broken. "What kind of game are you playing? You made me devote my life to Bryan. I took care of him myself. I cooked for him. I made sure he took his serum every single day. I stayed with him until he fell asleep. I read him bedtime stories every night."

He let out a painful laugh that held no joy. "Those were things a nanny or a Luna could have done. But you insisted that I do them myself. I gave up the time I should’ve spent growing my business. I sacrificed meetings. I sacrificed opportunities. I sacrificed everything because I believed he was my son."

His gaze locked onto Seraphine’s, every word carrying unbearable pain. "So, tell me, how can he not be my son?"