years
isco, Cal
led out to her ten-year-old daughter. "It takes you hours to put on
bedroom, huffing. She w
dad. My best friend, Hope Knight, has a real family. Her dad al
a familiar, sharp pang in her chest. It broke
born? How could she tell her that she was naive enough to
ot of work. He lives in Europe, and he can't ju
t her, her gree
classmates say he doesn't exist, or that he jus
ing out to hug her, but Ava yanked away, sprinting back
d even taken Ava to a child psychologist, but nothing see
esperate to put as much distance as possible between herself and the man who had fed her nothing but lies. Discovering
rp mind and relentless drive, she had clawed her way up. She had started as a retail worker in a clothing store while taking online university courses. She refused to giv
compose herself, Vanessa walke
see Hope today. You'll miss out on playing wi
they shared everything, and they hated being apart even fo
was Hope's only real friend, since the gi
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ter, at
l's office," a teacher annou
el student-Ava often joked that she was the teachers' favorite becau
ipal call her? Ava
frightened green
ne anything wrong
n support. She half-stood, ready to accompany her, but a s
hewing her lip. "I'm getting nervous just thinki
shoulder until she stepped out into the hall. She made her way down the gleaming corridors to the principal's
the older woma
ed her great-grandmother's eyes were red and gla
who dared to cross her. Seeing her look so devastated felt wrong. Hope watch
" Hope asked, her sm
has occurred," Rose said, her
imper. "They have been
ly welled in
parents!" she crie
d and pulled the gi
ur parents... they're gone,
heart hammering against her ribs. She didn't know where she was going, only that she had to
d sprinting blindly down the corridor.
and her great-grandmother called her name from down the hall. The sheer weight of th
ping to her knees and burs
nurse's office. Ava clung to them, refusing to leave her friend's side. Seeing t
uttered her eyes ope
wn her pale cheeks. "I don't have my parents anymore. They're gone fore
er arms around Hope, holding her tight, and t
t now, the only person she trusted in the world was Ava, the one f
*
d, Sp
aradise
into the pockets of his tailored navy-blue suit. His sharp gaze swept over the sprawli
entirely without his family's help. He had forged his own empire, designing and construc
flight to Berlin," his assistant an
clipped, his expression as unreadabl
d for the meeting. The Spanish in
y we
the corner, but one cover in particular caught his eye. It featured a phot
feelings toward the Knights were complicated, which
er, Roger, and announced she was pregnant. The humiliation had been suffocating. On the day of the wedding,
rother, the legitimate heir. Heartbroken and bitter, he had sworn off the family business e
er occasionally, mostly when his brother bragged about profit margins, though Ryan
kimmed the article. His eyes lingered on a photograph of an attractive woma
, had spearheaded a new sales strategy, overseeing the acquisi
hair and delicate features. Her light green eyes held a gaze that was striking- sharp
iliar, though he cou
sweat," he murmured, a smirk playing on his
shattering the quiet of the off
or drained from his face. He reached up, yanking at t
be there today," he said hoarse
ant asked, stepping back into the
. "Cancel the flight to Germany. Have the jet pre
d quickly and slipp
d to the empty room, draggi
black suit. His expression was stone-cold as he stared at the two polished caskets resting i
who was holding a little girl in her arms. It wasn't hard to gue
ng," he sai
th dark bags beneath them. She looked frail, having aged a
it to be me in that box," Ryan th
managed, clear
e gestured to the little girl w
er great-grandmother's chest, but Rose-using that same iron-clad ton
he stood up straight, obeying Rose's silent command, and lifted he
ression unreadable as a ghost fr
ked exactly
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