Michael pov

I was so confused to see what's going on that is dealing with Kelly.

"What do you want to talk about Kelly?" I asked him.

"First off my name is Kenneth Parker. I'm telling you that she is my daughter and I'm here to take her home with me." He said as my jaw dropped as I scowl.

"That is lie. Kelly never had a parent when my son found her in the alley." I said.

"Dad, it's true about what he said. Look at the files that a lost parent and lies? It's all true." Bigi tossed them on the table grumbling.

"But...she is adopted by you." I said as he looked at me with sorrow eyes.

"Not anymore. This prick had to walk in and take her away from me." He mumbled and narrowed at Kenneth with a cold glare.

"Anyway, Kelly pack your bags. It's time to go home." Kenneth said.

Kelly was confused as she went over to her 'Real daddy'.

"Is he my real daddy?" She asked him sadly.

"I'm afraid so, princess. I'll miss you." He hugged her that she let go to pack up her things.

With all that's left that Kelly packed to leave with Kenneth. The house was feeling pale and empty without the little girl running around or giggling. Bigi felt miserable without her that he locked himself into his room for weeks. Paris hasn't been keeping up her school work, and neither has Prince been got out of the house. For me...it felt the same way when I was in a court session for a second child molest. What has this life turn into?