Chapter 178

Author’s POV

Emily hesitated.

Zevara scoffed bitterly. “Evans!” she called firmly.

“Yes, Luna,” he answered, bowing.

“If I ask this woman a question again and she fails to reply, please slap her hard across the face. Understood?”

“Yes, Luna.”

Magnus smirked, swirled his wine, and threw it back. He loved her tenacity.

“Who is my father between them, and why did you hide it from me?” she asked firmly, her voice reverberating through the room.

Emily did not answer immediately, but when Evans took a step closer, already straining his palm, immense fear grew within her. Her body weakened, and she fell to her knees.

“It’s Silas,” she choked, her voice trembling. “He is your father.”

Zevara’s eyes widened, but she wasn’t too surprised. She had already suspected that Silas was her father and never Roderick, even before now.

The connection between them on the very first day they met, when he told her she looked like som