At the Edifice of Donal, Philomena took her final decision!

Donal POV

I sat on the porch. All alone, sipping rare cognac gently. Reminiscing about the encounter I had with Jack. The way he left. Signaling Sofia to get into the car with my daughter? Hmm.

I really don't want to know his relationship with Sofia. The medical report has shown that Martha is my daughter, and I will never shirk such responsibility. “Never,” I muttered silently. “With the evidence I have, nobody dares to come ...