Third Person's POV
"Why would I wait? To watch them play the 'deeply devoted father and daughter' act?" Zander's footsteps didn't slow. His face was dark with anger, and his knuckles were white from clenching his fists.
Vincent didn't give up. "But Ella just fainted. When she wakes up, we can find a chance to get her and Cyrus to do a DNA test. Once Cyrus knows the truth..."
"i***t!" Zander stopped abruptly and turned to look at him.
His eyes were burning with rage. "Can't you see? Cyrus knew all along that Melinda wasn't his daughter!"
Vincent froze, his eyes wide. "Wh-what? How is that possible?"
He had always believed Cyrus was fooled by Melinda, but he hadn't expected him to be complicit.
"Nothing is impossible," Zander said, his voice dropping as he looked toward the direction
