Chapter 44

Seth's sharp gaze darkened at Milton's comment, locking onto Daisy's face for a closer look. Daisy had a delicate, heart-shaped face, a dainty nose, and full, pouty lips—traits clearly inherited from Layla. But her eyes were something else. They were strikingly familiar, almond-shaped and with a natural, seductive tilt at the corners. Layla once teasingly said the same eyes made Seth look like a charming devil. He had passed that distinctive feature down to Benjamin. Seth's heart skipped a beat, and his usually calm demeanor was shaken for the first time. "Is Mark allergic to fur?" he suddenly asked. Milton didn't hesitate. "Allergy? Hell no. My aunt's house is practically a zoo—two cats and three dogs." Seth's fists clenched tightly at his sides. So, Mark's claim of being allergic to cats had been a lie. Why would he lie? Was he trying to hide Daisy's true parentage? The thought left Seth frozen in place. He didn't know whether to feel hope or despair. If Daisy was i