The Billionaire's Secret Daughter

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had to save them, save Ethan,

of me I was terri

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to e

e still kept at his parents' house, surround

tired smile gracing hi

at I had t

voice carefully devoid

vanished

fun for a while, a game

sted like as

e? Sarah, what are you talking about

thank you for services rendered. You played your par

ring with a dawning hurt in hi

cing a cold smile.

like I'd s

argue, just stood ther

ashing over him. The thought was a fresh stab of p

, his voice low.

like

the nex

a master's degree in London, som

supportive, always eager

ied to r

texted. I ig

house once, his face dr

told him I was already g

d pressed to my mouth to stifle a sob, my oth

ithout an

ing away was the sound of

don a few day

hat, small and perfect, with a tuf

my studies, into building a quiet life

-to-be. Just a single mother, a student,

rd, but i

afe. Ethan

I told myself