The Billionaire's Little Brother
Amelie would tell me daily how much they cared about us and how much they missed us, just as we missed them.
My sister. Amelie. She was my everything. My protector, my guard, my person. All through foster care, she kept me safe and literally gave me the will to carry on.
As I grew up, I outgrew her, in strength and size, as boys usually do, but she was still the fierce one. She wasn’t afraid to step up to anyone who would make fun of me for being an orphan or that we were poor. I still remember when Patrick Mulhouse transferred to my school. I was nine years old. From the start, he didn’t like me, and the bullying began immediately. It didn’t last long, though. Three weeks later, Amelie gave
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