Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 622

The two men were half-brothers of the same father.

One of them owned all of their father’s love, spending his childhood that was pampered with parental love.

The other person was born without receiving love from anyone, yet he owned 80 percent of the family’s assets.

They were born on the same day, month, and year. They were born earlier than the expected due.

Ethan was born five minutes earlier than that man, but their status was that of the sky and earth.

Kenneth Miller-their father-stayed outside the delivery room the whole time, waiting for the child to be born.

But Ethan hadn’t received love from Kenneth since he was born.

His grandfather granted him a name, yet his biological father didn’t visit him once after he was born.

Meanwhile, Kenneth gave Darrell Miller his name. As his name suggested, he was his parents’ dearly beloved son.

Ethan looked forward to his birthday when he was three because he heard from his grandfather that Kenneth was going to celebrate his birthday.

Hence, the anticipation grew in him two weeks before his birthday.

He couldn’t even sleep the night before his birthday. He waited at the door for Kenneth before the sun rose.

little boy waited and waited until the

little Ethan wondered, “Did Dad lose his way

then begged the driver to pick Kenneth

the person he always

that Dad?”

the man was holding another boy of

hold the boy, who

boy when the latter threw a tantrum

gentle-looking woman watched them

kids arrived. They were hugging beautiful birthday presents, wishing the boy “Happy

it,

father’s hand to see if it was as

are you?” the little boy questioned

Ethan, too. Kenneth was stunned at

in him as he wondered if Kenneth missed him

awaited him wasn’t

cold. “What brings you

and a

a completely different person, Kenneth looked at Ethan with loathing as though the

this world.

I-I just…” the little Ethan

waste a single second on this. “Leave!

told him that a man had to be strong and courageous. That way, he would be able to

emotions at that time. Tears were

“Is this man my father? Why is he treating me this