“Choose Chloe. She’s your daughter.” “Officially, she has no right to be considered my heir,” he snarls, and I clench my jaw. “Her mother signed all the papers. You know that. Everything I have is yours.” “Should’ve thought about that before you knocked up your secretary.” “My secretary that you, not so secretly, were drooling over? My secretary that you fucked too?”
well, there’s that.
