Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire

Stay away from my daughter.

Every now and then, Vard feeds off Queena as usual, ignoring Rick and Soppie's strange glances at her. "Honey, come home from here stop by your Uncle Wales' house. We'll get some medicine, okay."

"So you're really sick, Queena? Sorry, I don't think you're sick. Is there anything I can help you with?" Rick said regretfully.

"I'm fine." Queena answers Rick but he glances at Daddy.

"You're young Rick, just take care of your own life. Queena's got me, I'll take care of it." Vard said as he turned to stare at Rick.

Queena pulled the sleeve of Daddy's shirt, seeing that his Daddy was starting to act unsettled. "Daddy, I'm going home." Quickly the girl asked to go home.

Vard turned his gaze back to Queena, smiling. "Well, whatever you want, baby. You go home careful, Soppie. I'll pay the bill." He told his ex-girlfriend without looking at the woman.

Vard stood up pulling gently pudak Queena embracing the girl out of the private room without turning back.

Soppie clenched her hands together, staring at Queena's hatred.

Rick stood up, picked up the bag on the chair and came out.

"Queena, wait!" his yell.

Vard's steps embracing Queena came to a halt, he turned to stare coldly at Rick. "What else did you call Queena?"

"Master, just for a second. I want to talk to Queena." With a dare Rick pulled Queena's arm.

"Hand off! From now on, stay away from my daughter!" Vard pulls Rick's check off Queena's arm.

Rick flinched backwards, his body goosebumps hearing Vard's emotional voice on him.

"D-daddy, I beg you.." Queena's eyes glazed over.

Queena looked at Rick. "Rick, follow my dad. From now on, don't come near me again. Come on, Dad." The girl's trembling hands pulled at Daddy's arm, all her might holding back her sobs.

Vard once again looked coldly at Rick, then turned away from inside the restaurant to his car. In Queena's car unable to hold back her sobs, she smothered her mouth with the sound of her crying.

"Queena..."

The car arrived in front of the Welsh house, "You wait here, Daddy will take medicine from your uncle."

No answer from Queena, Vard exhaled slowly, then went down to open the car door.

Inside the restaurant after Queena and Vard's departure, Soppie sits down to sip his coffee accompanied by Rick. "You see Vard's attitude to Queena, they're incredibly close, right?"

Rick nodded, "Did Mr. Vard be left for dead by his wife, so therefore he was very protective of Queena?"

Soppie shook her head, "Queena is just an adopted child. I know Vard's nephew Rossi. The girl said that Vard adopted Queena when she was 6."

"Adoptions?"

"Yes, I think Vard's affection for Queena has exceeded even the normal word."

Rick recalled Queena this morning while with him, the girl was like frightened. Even the meal time earlier and just now, it was as if Queena was depressed.

"What do you think, Rick? Are you going to give up on Queena?"

"No, I really like Queena."

Soppie smiled wickedly, "Then let's work together so that I can get Vard completely and you can get in touch with Queena. How's it?"

Rick thought for a long time but he finally nodded in agreement. "okay."

"Tomorrow Vard's big family dinner, his niece Rossi just graduated from college. You can come with me."

"Okay sister, I'll take Queena's grandfather's heart. At the party, I only met his grandfather for a moment. I heard Queena is his grandfather's favorite granddaughter."

"That's true, even that's why Rossi hates Queena so much because his grandfather loves Queena more, the adopted grandchild than he is his own granddaughter."

Rick nodded in understanding, tomorrow he will be a good man in front of Queena's grandfather.