'Roxy, look very closely at this man sitting on the bed', Millicent said after taking a deep calming breath. 'Who is he to you?''He's my uncle!' she answered, nonchalantly.

'He is your father!' Millicent corrected patiently.

'He's not my father. My father is dead!' she protested.

'He is your father. Your adopted father is still your father!' Millicent insisted.

'If you say so!' Roxy shrugged.

'Why would you be in the position I saw you with him? Should you be in that position with your ...