Not My Father

Noelle's POV

Mom laughed, stepping past a display of designer leather bags. "Because he is loaded. Isn't that obvious, baby?"

I kept pace with her along the marble corridor, clenching my fists inside my coat pockets. "I know he has money. That is why you consider any man. But he was not the only billionaire who proposed to you. You had two richer suitors in line before him. Why pick Alaric?"

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