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She didn’t wait for me to talk before hitting me across the face. “We should never have allowed you into the family,” Becky added. I sucked in my sob, stood up straight, and tucked my hair behind my ears. I smiled at her. “Is that what your daughter told you? I see, the Apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree.” I sighed and took a step back, just in case she decided to flip her hand again. “I am not here for the chitchat, I came here to know what happened to my father,” I said, gently holding my bag with both hands,

I lied, “Go on, I’ll be out soon.” She hesitated for a moment, then I heard her small footsteps retreat from the door. I exhaled heavily. My daughter. The reason I came back to New York in the first place was to build her a strong empire but I ended up pushing her away. I knew right then that I couldn’t keep doing that. She needed me. Even more than that, I needed her now more than ever with my friend in Sawyer's hands. I stood up and walked out of the tub with a new determination to live not just for myselfbut for my daughter as well.

My mum was actually the one who encouraged me to speak with Him and he had told me that he wasn't mad at me anymore and that we had to find a way to move past the situation that came up, he sounded genuine and so I told him to give me some time to think about it but I woke up the following day feeling out of place and knew I had to return back. I hadn't spoken to my daughter in weeks and that alone was enough reason for me to travel back because I needed to see her. I was going to have to face everything that came after at some point and thought it was best to get it over with so I booked a flight back to London. My mum drove me to the airport and stayed with me till I boarded. My relationsh

“You’re going to be stubborn for your man huh?” “No way out of that. I need him back to his senses. Even if not for me. But for our daughter,”

Seeing that I did not seem to be lying, Lillian immediately started pleading. “Shea, please, give me back my son!” She grabbed Neil’s arm. “Help me convince your mom to return you to me! “Look at us. We actually look quite alike, don’t we?” Neil furiously shoved her away. “I told you, my mother is Shea Wilde, not you! Stop claiming me as your son! My mother raised me from birth. I have no interest in anyone else. If you want to find your son, go call the police!” Lillian snapped back, “Right! Call the police! Shea, I entrusted my son to you. Now you won’t give him back to me? I won’t let you off the hook!”

Her eyes were fixed on the window now. I'm reminded of why exactly I came back. This is for my family. And of course, for my parents to be together again. L

Now keep this on your mind I'm not an ordinary man," he said before leaving them. [END OF FLASHBACK] It was Many years ago but he couldn't forget that moment, his daughter right now is already 15 but because of the trauma she couldn't even get over that horrible past, her mom's death in front of her eyes. "Daddy, I want my mom," she said and he just kissed her forehead. "Don't worry I'll be there for you," he said and make her sleep then went into his office.

I squeezed the receiver tighter, "But I can't. I can't be that person until I get past this. I wake up every day feeling like I died with mom. I don't even know who I am anymore. How am I supposed to come back and lead anything when I can't even keep my own head together?" Dad sighed, "I need you here. Come back to Philadelphia. We'll figure everything else out together. We'll find the right doctors. We'll make appointments. We'll take this one step at a time. But first, I need my daughter beside me. I don't want you carrying this alone while you're surrounded by people who aren't your family." I looked down at the floor, "But they are my family." He was silent for a heartbeat, "They've care

"Stop playing with me!" "Not unless... You. Give. Me. Back. My. Daughter..."

Five years later The private jet touched down with a subtle jolt, tires kissing the tarmac of the airport runway. My daughter quickly took the toys the air hostess gave her to stop her from crying. I thought she was brave when I told her that we were going back to my country—my origin, that was taken from me. I never wanted to bring her back but he told me to. That it was time for me to pay back in hundred folds and more.