The Billionaire's Undoing

object whizzed past Sophia's her face. Instinctively, s

her. "I thought living large would have dulled

Abdul, who was grinning like a mischievous child. He was no longer the small boy she remembered; he had grown taller, his onc

ng away from her. He tried to use a few feints to throw her off, but Sophia had known him since he was born. She had been the one

ia's hand reaching out, grabbing him by the collar, and yanking him back toward the ground. Abdul yelped, landing with a

onger too," he sai

taller and heavier. What are they feeding you?" She

you'd never come back. I thought you'd forgotten about us because you're living rich

his cheek. "I would never forget about you. You're my brother from another mother. What kind of sister would I be if

asing him from her embrace. Abdul nodded, his eyes glistening. "By the way, can you help me out with something?

"Just don't forget that my birthday is coming up. I'll be turning 17 soon. Want me

depends. If I see a PS5 and seven other things on that list

head and laughing as he walked away

the familiarity. This was where she had grown up, where her roots were. She had spent so much of her life here, breathing the same air, drinking

uldn't fully believe how quickly time had passed. But it was all thanks to her father-he had insisted she stay a

ses. Her father had built it with dreams of a big family, but in the end, he only had her. As she stood at the thresho

her, her mother's voice rang ou

r heart ache. "My darling, look at you. You're all fat and f

her mother's perfume. Despite the changes in her life

her added, her voice a mix of pride and satisfaction. "You and your father didn't ap

memory rising in her throat. She chose not to comment, instead

your father just finished his mea

ted her mother to have made some adjustments with the money she received from her arranged marriage, but it seemed that her father's influence kept things as they

as a deep red, almost the shade of blood, which made it blend into the surroundings. She ran her fingers along the torn fab

then," her mother said with a kno

have you seen my glasses? I swear I left them right-" His w

said, his voice

hood nickname. Tears sprang to her eyes as she ru

expected, but eventually, her f

is brown eyes glistening with emotion.

battling a thrombotic stroke, and the family had spent nearly all their savings on his treatment. Yet, with the help of specialized profes

said softly. "We have a lot of catching up to do." He took her hand gently, guid

irs, Sophia felt a rush