At first, I thought I had misheard him.
“What?”
“Please, just hear me out.”
“Have you lost your mind? Your father is eighty years old!”
Daniel closed his eyes.
“I know.”
“And you want ME to…”
He nodded.
I slapped him across the face.
For the first time in thirty-four years.
“WHAT KIND OF WOMAN DO YOU THINK I AM?”
Daniel didn’t move. He simply whispered:
“If you refuse, we’ll lose everything.”
I immediately went upstairs and began packing my suitcase.
Daniel followed me.
“Emily, my father is leaving behind a three-million-dollar inheritance.”
I turned around.
“And for that money, you’re willing to ask me to do something like this?”
“It’s not just about the money.”
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He walked to the bedroom door and closed it.
“My father insists that another child must become part of our family. Otherwise, he’ll leave his entire fortune to someone else.”