“My mother passed away when I was three— she loved my father a lot, but she’d just found out my father was cheating, well, not just cheating but using her and her father’s power, influence, money to make a name for himself. He rebuilt his company and achieved fame and success. The truth was that all my father cared about was his pride, fame, money, and power.”
He sighed and chugged two glasses of whiskey, taking another two from the waiter.
“After my mother died, my father married my grandfather’s adopted daughter. She became the perfect puppet wife— polished, adored by everyone. She ‘mothered’ me because the story had to look perfect for the press. And she loved my father. God knows why. He was already a business tycoon by then— a ruthless, brilliant… cold man, running Knight Group like
