Chapter 74

"Because she’s my daughter. The next heir of the company and the mafia. If I can't trust her with something like this, how can I pass all of this to her?"

"But Vivianne wasn’t interested in those things, and this is too dangerous. If I wasn’t able to go there in time, she might have died," Beckett's voice choked as he said that.

He can’t imagine what he would do if Vivianne died. Hell, he couldn’t even imagine a life without her. If that happened, it would be like he died too.

"If she died, it would mean she's not worthy to be called my daughter," Alfred responded without hesitation. "This is her fate, and not her dream to be a dress stylist. That's not the world meant for her."

"And who are you to decide what she should do?" Beckett asked before showing a sly smile. "By the way, I can train her. I know that you did a background check about me. You know who I really am."

Alfred grinned. He knew Beckett was Ylona's child, but he wouldn't say it. It's bet