Buying Out My Toxic Family
Language: en
I was thirty-six when the Radcliffs finally brought me home. By then, I didn't need their pedigree; I had already built my own empire from the dirt up. Lexi, the girl they adopted six years after I disappeared, met me at the grand double doors of the estate. Her eyes were already brimming with practiced, theatrical moisture. "Sabrina looks so... mature," she said softly, clutching a pastel package to her chest like a frightened doe. "I only had pink things to offer as a welcome gift. She won't think I'm patronizing her, will she?" Then she looked at my face. Decades of relentless…