She stepped closer, her voice dripping with contempt.
"If you want to cry over a stranger’s ashes, go ahead. A man like you doesn’t deserve to be Iris’s father. From now on, I’m taking Iris away. She won’t be living with someone like you."
Jocelyn pulled out her phone and coldly instructed, "Chase, get my daughter to my private villa immediately. And don’t allow Cason to see her without my permission."
After a brief pause, Chase replied cautiously, "Mrs. Blake, your daughter passed away in a car accident on the day you sent her to school."
He continued, "I also discovered that the grave with the sunflowers, where Mr. Heath planned to bury his cat, actually contains your daughter’s ashes."
