"Y-you're the father of the twins… and Sylvia's husband?"
Tess, Sylvia's closest neighbor, asked in disbelief. She stared at the man in front of her, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
Though she couldn't deny the striking resemblance between him and the twins, Tess knew Sylvia had never had a husband.
At most, he might be the twins' father, but she was certain Sylvia had always been a single mother, raising the twins alone.
"Why have you been knocking for so long, Mister? I saw you standing here since earlier. Did Paris and Egypt lock you out?" asked Jepoy, Tess's son, who often played with the twins.
The smirk on Daniel's lips slowly faded. He glanced at the boy and the woman before him. Their interference irritated him, but he quickly masked his annoyance with a sorrowful look. He couldn't afford to reveal his true emotions.
