Seeing me holding my newborn in worn-out clothes, my grandfather frowned. “Wasn’t $582,000 a month enough?” He asked. I replied calmly, “i never received a single dollar.” He froze, then immediately picked up his phone and called his lawyers.

should have been “more grateful.”

Now they stood under a chandelier worth more than everything I owned, pretending concern.

Grandfather turned to Adrian. “I sent support every month.”

Adrian nodded. “Of course. Through the family trust. My mother handled it.”

Elaine touched her necklace. “Victor, this isn’t the moment.”

I kissed my baby’s forehead.

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