Edmond watched as his daughter leave the house. What's the rush? What was she hiding? What is wrong with her? His marriage to Paula is going to end and their daughter is old enough. Sometimes, he thought about Kathleen, if she was his real daughter. Of course, he loved her but, why does it felt like everything are lies?

He drove his motorbike out from the subdivision and went to Golden Haven's Memorial where his people told him that they found her. His heart is heavy yet, he still came to the cemetery and found a Dragon Sign Monument surrounded by a beautiful garden.

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The door is locked but it's a glass one. He peeked inside and saw a beautiful painting of Erin like she never aged. His heart sank as he kept staring at her. It felt like she's still alive. How can this happen? Why every woman he had loved dies?

A great mother. A great person. I will always love you and you are always in my heart. --Moira.

It's carved on marble plaque. It means that she had a daughter. He must find this daughter. A caretaker came and asked him.

"Sir, are you related to the owner?" He asked.

"Yes," He said. "She's my former fiancee. Have you happen to know where her daughter Moira lives now?"

The caretaker seemed to hesitate for a while.

"I just want to ask important questions. Please help me." He begged.

"Miss Moira doesn't want anyone in here."

"Please."

The man wrote down the address of the house and Edmond immediately drove to the penthouse but no one is answering. He then called James. His heart is uneasy. He wanted to know.

"Yes?"

"James, where are you?" He asked in a rush.

"I'm home, why?"

"Listen, your assistant, Moira. What's her full name again?"

"Moira Venice."

Edmond looked down at the paper. His heart is pounding so fast.

"I am actually here in her penthouse, but she's not here."

"Well, she actually moved into a house with her fiance."

"Where can I find her?"

"Tsk, Uncle, she doesn't want anyone to know where she is. I don't even know where she lived right now."

"Please, help me."

"Uncle, you are very insistent."

"James, this is a favor from your uncle."

"Okay. I'll forward her number to you."

"Thank you." He received a message and then he left the penthouse.

Just when he's about to call her, he saw the girl Moira walking on the other side of the street with two people following her. He put away his helmet and run to her fast. Moira got startled and she looked into his eyes.

"We need to talk." He said. Her bodyguards covered her but she stopped them.

"It's fine." She said.

"General Mondragon." She greeted.

"Moira, we need to talk. This is important. Can we at least, settle in a cafe?"

"Right now?" She asked.

"Yes, please."

He was relieved when Moira let him have her time. They went to the cafe and helped Moira ordered an iced tea. Edmond barely drank his coffee. He kept staring at her that makes her uncomfortable.

"You really looked like her."

Moira's eyes widen. Does he know now? Does he know that she was his daughter?

"How long has it been?" He asked.

"Has it been what?"

"How did she die?"

Moira bit her lower lip. Her death is painful for her. She doesn't remember at all but flashes of memories coming to her. She was traumatized. She gripped on her handbag. He pulled out a pendant from his pocket and showed it to her.

"I gave this to her."

She stared at it and try to conceal her emotions.

"She died when I was nine." She said. "Please don't ask me again how she died. It was torture for me."

"I-I'm sorry." Edmond looked down at his drink. "I am too careless."

She sipped on her drink slowly and looked away.

"Mr. Ed Mondragon, why did my mother lived alone?" She asked.

"I--I couldn't find her."

"You want her to be your lover behind your wife's?"

Edmond looked at her.

"She hides from you because she loved you. What else do you want to know then?" She asked in a little rude manner. "Please, Mr. Mondragon, it's better that you know nothing."

She stood and Edmond stood as well and hold her wrist.

"Wait," He stared at her. "She died, seventeen years ago and you were nine. Your age now is twenty-six. Am I right?"

Moira only stared at him and then she exhaled.

"It doesn't matter to you." She pulled her wrist from him.

"Moira." He called again. "We have a dinner party tonight."

Edmond can feel it. She was his daughter. The way he looked at her eyes is so familiar. His heart is beating and he knew to himself, that she's his daughter.

"Don't miss it." He reached her hand and put the necklace to her.

She left and outside the cafe, a man is waiting for her. She bit her lip and stared at him for a while. The man's heart broke, seeing her emotional. He spread his arms and she stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

Alanis hold the back of her head and kissed it.

"It's alright my little bunny."

"I don't know where you get those nicknames. How many lovers do you have?"

He chuckled.

"Baby, I just arrived."

"What took you so long?"

"Well, lots of things took my time and I barely had phone sex with you." He murmured.

Alanis looked at Edmond Mondragon that came out from the same cafe where she was. He nodded at him.

"General, we are going," he said and Moira glanced at hi m once again and Alanis open the car door for her.

"William." Edmond surprised that Moira is with this man who owns an Assassin empire. His heart was again uneasy. She knew that she's a Mondragon but why would she be with a King of Assassins?