Every ounce of arrogance previously set throughout Zane’s expression faded into oblivion as he saw the image of the child set within his enemy’s grasp. Immediately, he became curious as to the paternity of the child due to Candace’s behavior. After all, the time that passed between the couple having last seen each other could have certainly assisted in concealing a birth-especially since the last interaction they had was one of amorous affections without the use of protection. But the child set within Butch’s grasp had not resembled either of the presumed parents. Instead, the child, a young boy dressed in a form-fitting tuxedo looked to Zane with deep chocolate eyes that reminded him of Natasha.
“Well....I could recognize the phoenix anywhere…” Butch spoke with a disingenuous tone as he
