My Mother Made Me Raise My Sister's Child
Language: en
At three in the morning, my sister boarded her flight. The baby was shoved into my arms, still smelling faintly of copper and fresh birth. Mom dragged me by the arm, sobbing, "Just raise him as yours. You can't let your sister's life be ruined." I opened my mouth to scream at her. Then my phone buzzed with a text from my sister. "The father is Alfredo Davenport. Don't look for him. He is too dangerous to cross." I unlocked my phone and searched his name. Davenport Holdings. A multi-billion-dollar empire. I shut off my phone and pulled the tiny bundle closer. Dangerous? We would see about…