Claimed By The Ruthless Missing Heir

he floor-to-ceiling windows of th

viciously cutting into his fried eggs. His face was sti

walked gracefully to his side. She placed a c

n. "Please don't let my sister ruin your health. She's a

ilk handkerchief. She let out a fragile sigh. "It's my fault, Preston. I must h

The silverware clattered loud

his face flushing with anger. "That girl is a

or yesterday, I'm taking you to Rodeo Drive this aftern

ly hid it behind a demure smile. She leaned her head

eply, the heavy dining

to the room, his face completely drai

shaking finger behind him. "The... the V

nocking over his coffee cup. The dark liquid spilled acro

ed, heavy footsteps ech

epped into the dining room and st

lasquez

ked all the oxygen out of the room. He moved with the te

r men in identical suits carrying thick

nd the raw, dominating power radiating from him. Her heart began to pound frantical

ried forward, bowing slightly. "Mr. Velasquez! What an

past him, went straight to the head of t

k of legal documents from his briefcase and d

his hands on his knee, his dark eyes fi

Angeles market," Kavon said, his voice cold a

s a golden ticket. It would make him a billionaire ten times over. He rubbed his ha

sneer. "There is one cond

lower lip, looking at Kavon through her eyelashes. A marriage allianc

ing with manic excitement. If her daughter married

m. "Mr. Velasquez, this is my youngest daughter

es shifted

interest. It was the look a man give

y sight," Kav

ed from her face. Tears of utter humiliation

ting his elbows on the table, his gaze lo

stated, his voice leaving absolutely