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he stated. Tiffany sighed, “Alright,” she murmured. ***** “Come on dad, I'm going to the party.” Sophie whined trailing after her father, Mr. Smith. “Where do you intend to get a date from? You refused all the men proposal.” “They were too ugly and grumpy unlike my Sean.” “He is married, I'm sure you are aware of that.” Mr. Smith stood by the counter, he poured himself a glass of wine and dropped the glass on the table making a loud thud.

He says again when I don’t say anything. My dad is literally the best person in my life. Hearing him say everything he just said makes me want to cry because I love him so much. And the fact that Carter wants to hurt him, hurts me more which is why I can’t forgive Carter. “I’m going to London with Sophia today.” My dad says getting up from the table. Sophia is his gold digger girlfriend. “Uhnmm okay.” I say forcing a smile. “I’ll see you on Sunday for family dinner,” he says kissing my forehead.

Mitchell later. In bed, Sophie tightened her grip on the blanket beneath her, feeling a surge of humiliation. She knew all too well that the honey tea was just an excuse. What Gertrude Foster, Mitchell's grandmother, actually wanted to remind her of was that she had to seduce Mitchell. Like a prostitute, she was to seduce her own husband. But Sophie couldn't argue against her. She was an orphan who had been adopted by the Warner family. They had raised her, arranged for her education, and let her work at the family company, Warner Enterprises, after graduation.

Sophia replied, feeling the warmth of love and support spreading through her body. "Only brother? What about this old father who flew all the way from China for you, daughter?" Eric whined, making Erina and Adrian's grandmother giggle at the scene. Sophia turned to her foster father and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a tight hug. "Thank you, dad. I'm so glad you could make it here." Eric returned the embrace with a smile. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Sophia. You have a gift, and it deserves to be shared with everyone."

He had promised he would take her to get her birthday cake. “Daddy” Sophie called as her voice was too cold. As she had just woken up from sleep. She felt so much happier staying close to her dad than with me. "Hey Sophie, your dad isn't at home." I said to her as I smiled gently holding her little hands. She shoved them off as she pouted her mouth. “ I don't want you mom, I want my dad.” My chest tightened as my hands trembled in anguish. Sophie had turned cold towards me even at her age. She never truly saw me as a good mom.

Sophie's dad said, "Take things easy, she won't be so stupid and allowed that to happen In his father's house, I will talk to her, she will bring him for proper Introduction" Sophie's mom said, "If It's the same guy, I won't be available" Sophie's dad said, and he sat on the sat on the bed later lying down on the bed, but couldn't sleep, Meanwhile, Sophie stood up and hold Kelvin, and he knows what Sophie wanted, but he was controlling his feelings and emotions,

The love they showed her, their care and the happiness they shared with her and her little brother Craig, did she experience a trace of it in the Shawn's family except from grandfather and Aunt Mag? Rather hearing her Papa's response, she heard a shaking voice of her mother “Is that you my child, Sophia?” “Mama..”Sophia chimed. For the rest of her day, Sophia kept blaming herself. She's the reason why Craig is two years late in his studies. Only she is to be blamed. Her foster parents are herbal doctors. They know the science of using herbs to cure any form of illness. That's how they helped save Kabir's life when he was suffering from perforated kidneys and everyone thought he was going to

Chapter 1 I'm lying on my couch, staring at the ceiling of my apartment. Today, I turned eighteen. I also learned that I've become Tim Frost's heir. If something happens to him, I'll inherit his entire fortune. I don't know how much he has, but I've heard that it's substantial. They also say that, in addition to his legitimate business, Tim influences certain criminal circles. I don't want his inheritance; I want Tim Frost himself. But he made it clear that nothing can happen between us. He said I must forget him.

Hence, I did not want to make it public. On second thought, maybe having the richest man in the capital as my father was not such a bad thing after all. I stared at those two jerks coldly and clenched my fists. “James, Sophia, I’ll make you pay for my mom’s death!” Hearing this, James put on a show of guilt, but there was nothing but pride underneath. “Sophia did it to save me. How could you blame us, Johnny? If anything, blame yourself for not being capable enough to secure the kidney.”

Break something? “Maya, please. You’re scaring me.” I finally stop pacing, collapsing into the chair across from her. “He knew. The entire time, he knew.” “I know.” “He looked me in the eye and lied. Every single day for months.” “I know.” “He’s a Moore.” The name tastes like poison. “Ethan Moore. Son of Adrian Moore. The man who killed my father.” Sophie leans forward, taking my hands. “I’m so sorry. I should have pushed harder when I suspected something was off. I should have—”