Chapter 38: The Kidnapper is My Father
(Olivia's POV)
Just then I heard Clara's coquettish voice saying "Alpha Theodore, my parents are taking a flight tonight. Can you come out and have dinner with us? Even if it's just for a little while."
"Alright, I'll come out and have dinner with you all."
My heart stirred, and I stopped what I was doing. I was curious to see what my disgusting biological father was up to.
I quietly slipped out of the infirmary before he came out. The smell of disinfectant in the hallway couldn't mask the stench of his deception at all.
I had barely settled back into my office when Theodore walked in, his face a perfect mask of concern. He asked about my health before pulling out a photo.
In the photo was still that little girl, Rosalie, with a familiar
