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s a lot to do today so they must have wanted him to get an early start. He's locked in at night so he can't sneak to the kitchen and get food. He's only allowed to eat whatever is left over from each

en by his father for being a lazy, good for not

again. He wonders if he should ask for a haircut. The time he did, his stepmom had the guards hold him down and shaved his head. He decides it's not worth it. He leaves the bathroom hoping that they may let him have a full meal today s

gh to see if there's food left. As he turns to go outside he hears his name and birthday mentioned. 'Oh are they making plans for my birthday. They never have before since it's also my mom's deathday. Dad focused on that more,' he thinks. His family always made sure to te

ot careless and stopped caring about the plan to take everything in return for living a lavish lifestyle. This isn't my fault," the man must be his dad, Doug. "We had 18 years to take everything from Archer Enterprises. I've tried every trick I could, but the old geezer's on the board never once deviated from Gerome's orders that no one but the heir had access to the company funds. The man Gerome appointe

about how much of the estate we spent. Face it, Tracy, we're both at fault here. We got used to spending what and how we wanted. The girls got everything they wanted. If Sam had died we would have gotten nothing," Doug tells her. "According to the new lawyer, Mr Jones, if Sam dies before he's 21 the estate will be given

out. "Mr Jones said that there aren't many receipts to prove that's it's for Sam. The expensive restaurants, he could justify as Sam treating his family to dinner. But the clothes, jewelry, and properties can't be put on Sam. He doesn't need diamond bracelets or evening gowns, ev