Damian Blackwood had faced hostile takeovers, courtroom battles, business rivals, and billion-dollar losses without ever allowing anyone to see him shaken. But one name on a birth certificate had reduced him to silence. Father: Damian Blackwood. He stared at the document on his phone as though the words might rearrange themselves if he looked long enough. They didn't. Emily was his daughter. His little girl. The child he hadn't known existed for three years. Ethan stood across the room, watching his employer carefully. "Sir?" Damian didn't answer. "Sir, are you alright?" Damian finally lifted his eyes. "How certain are you?" "The document was issued by the hospital where Aurora gave birth. The records match." "Could it be forged?" "We're verifying everything, but so far, nothing suggests that." Damian lowered his phone. Three years. Three birthdays. Three years of first words, first steps, first days at school... Three years he could never recover. And he hadn't e
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