Chapter 527
"Mr. Dawson, we've brought Willow."
Xavier slowly turned around after hearing the bodyguard's words. His face, marked by his quarter-Fronden lineage, was aristocratic and exquisite, reminiscent of an Eldoria aristocracy from the Middle Ages. His strikingly handsome face could still outshine any of the young celebrities in the entertainment industry that day.
As Willow stared at her biological father's cold and handsome face, she couldn't hold back her tears.
"Mr. Dawson, what do you want from me?"
She wanted to call him "Dad" but knew he wouldn't allow it. If she said that, he'd dismiss her as insane.
"Willow Sanford."
Xavier's voice was calm and icy. He looked at her as if she were nothing more than a pathetic clown who had overstepped her bounds.
"This is her."
In actuality, she should've been called Willow Dawson, but the Dawson family name was given to Skyler, who had no blood ties to them. Skyler had taken the man Willow loved most and the parents who should've loved her.

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