She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Damian’s POV

I try to keep the search for my sister a secret.

Vanderbilt’s name attracts too many impostors as it is. Just because of the news about how they found my mom’s car under a cliff but without a trace of the baby, we have been dealing with all sorts of people coming to us over the years, claiming that they raised my sister who they found near the crash site. Some of them even came for the reward with a dead baby’s picture. Basically, they were selling their kids, dead ones, too.

It’s fair to say that I have seen the darkest part of humanity.

Most of them are easy to spot though– we have never revealed the fact that Mom’s blood type is RH-, as well as the baby. Even unable to make a DNA test, a simple medical examination report from any period of their life could pick out most of the fake ones.

But they still do damage–

Every time such a claim reaches Dad, it takes his heart for a rollercoaster ride with an almost definite disappointing end.

his heart into me, and whatever spared he put in the company– the empire he

have to

have always decided that if one

alive one just might hurt

know what happened to her, don’t know who she is, and I don’t even know if she wants to be back. I mean, few would say no

exactly the risk–

waiting for them,

I won’t let Dad go

a lot of things. He is a womanizer, a jerk taking advantage of good appearance, a talented actor, and also happens to be one

Fuller’s friend, too. Apparently they shot a movie together, and they ended up friends. Friends, friends in bed. No difference to him.

like his attention

He thinks every woman around rich people is after their money. I mean, that’s the kind of woman he sees the most in his life. Well, that’s the kind of woman I see the most