MY PARENTS REJECTED MY NEWBORN SON AND DEMANDED MY COMPANY SHARES—BUT THE FATHER THEY NEVER KNEW WAS ALREADY ON HIS WAY

down his flushed face. “Please, Mr. Sanders. Sixty million… we do not have that kind of money. If you take it, everything disappears. Our home, our cars… we will have nothing left.”

Alistair looked down at him without emotion.

“You should have considered that,” Alistair said quietly, “before you told my wife she would raise our son in the gutter.”

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