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

suddenly rushed from her chair toward my bed, reaching both hands toward me.

“Florence! Help us! Talk to him!”

She never reached me.

Alistair simply snapped his fingers, signaling the security team to intervene.

PART 4: THE EXECUTIONER’S BLOCK

“Guards,” Alistair ordered, his voice cutting through my parents’ desperate cries. “Remove these people. They are continue reading …