Whitney was a force to be reckoned with, her demeanor cool and determined as she made call after call from the back of the car, leveraging her extensive network.
Sure enough, her efforts bore fruit.
By ten in the morning, Tiana was granted her wish to see Fabian.
He was locked up in a dingy cell at the detention center, crammed with a dozen other inmates. Among them, the elderly and the sick could hardly find peace. When Fabian emerged, limping and moving with difficulty,
Tiana's heart shattered. Tears filled her eyes as she took in the sight of her father, his lip bloodied, clearly having been "cleaned up" before meeting her.
The other inmates must have beaten him, targeting areas the clothes would hide from their view.
Tiana gripped Whitney's arm, a resolve hardening within her. "Whitney, I can't let my dad stay in jail. I can't let him die at the hands of these people."
"Don't worry, just try to stay calm, Tiana," Whitney said, feeling her pain.
"Only one family member is allowed to visit," announced the officer.
Reluctantly, Whitney stood up and left.
Tiana sat down across a table from her father, her tears flowing freely. "Dad... Daddy..."
Seeing his daughter, Fabian's eyes reddened too, overwhelmed by a surge of emotions before his demeanor turned cold, his gaze piercing as if trying to see through Tiana.
When he focused on her belly, Tiana felt as if her heart was being seared over flames, the discomfort and pain unbearable. "Dad..."
She reached out, but Fabian wouldn't take her hand, turning away as his lips trembled. "Tiana, tell me, are you pregnant or not?"
"Dad, listen to me..."
"Is what Thomas said true? That you're carrying Barclay's child again? How could my own daughter live such a disgraceful life? God, I can't believe it. Tiana, if you abort Barclay's bastard, I'll plead guilty. I'll spend my life in prison. I'm too ashamed to face anyone, and I won't face our ancestors in death!"
Fabian cursed, clutching his chest in agony.
Tiana was in agony, trying to reach out to him as tears scalded her eyes. She shook her head, sobbing, "Dad, please, don't torment yourself. It's my fault, all my fault. This child isn't Barclay's, it's not..."
"Then whose is it? Why did you get pregnant, Tiana? My heart aches! After all the suffering you went through three years ago, why didn't you learn from it and live a decent life, to make the people of Banyan City respect you again? Why?!"
Fabian slammed the table, deeply disappointed.
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