Forgotten Daughter, Unforgettable Comeback

yside when a bucket of cold water drenched he

hrough first. "Who knows what kind of germs you picked up out there? Since you're al

lan Walsh-her father, the man who had disc

ithout hesitation, she seized a glass from the table and flung its contents squarely at the maid who had drenched her. "Better to be p

er giving birth to Lilah. Within weeks, Lachlan had sent the infant Lilah to her grandmother's r

, not once had Lachlan

eft with lingering complications. Her grandmother, believing Lilah's condition to be ter

eed to return-partly to ease her grandmother's concern,

with the doctor that Lilah's condition was terminal-half a month left at best. That was the only reason he'd caved to th

ut the thought of Lilah's illness made his skin crawl. What if she were contagious? He'd counted

orm. But before he could say a word, a sharp voice cut through the air. "Wat

where Elissa Walsh descended in a flurry of perfume and p

ughter-his mistress's child-bor

Lachlan's with practiced sweetness. "Country bu

right. I could never match your refinement-especially sin

is chaotic enough without your nonsense." His glare shifted to Lilah. "You're the older on

tration at the corners of his mouth. "Look, I have my-condition, re

hissed, "You're going to the hospital tomorrow. I'll arrange another

is arm and trying to drive Lilah ou

Turning toward Lilah, he stated firmly, "Until the examination is finished, you'll s

red smirk and followed the

hes his things. Sleep there if you must, but don't lay a finger on anything! And the one next door is Frank's storage

's voice cut through

, wariness flickerin

as her gaze pinned Elissa in place. "Keep ya

d fury and dread, Elissa

e barely three months younger than me. My mother was still alive when you were born. That makes you

to the spot before b

r bag over her shoulder an

ing out her phone, she scrolled through a few unread messages, replying

er. "Took you long enough! I was losing my

sobbing on the other end dwindled. Only then did she bring the phone back to her ear

ctually have som

spit i

n't die after all. He's seriously injured-and

emarked, "Darn. Tough bastard.

tal fight that ended with her putting two bullets straight into his vital

d deep in her skull and a wound that never truly healed, which

gh her head. Her fingers twitched, the phone nearly slip