Birthright Claim? Grab a Number First
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My parents’ marriage was never about love. It was a merger. So after they designated me—a boy with no blood ties to either of their families, but who had received the finest education money could buy—as their sole heir, they went their separate ways to sow their wild oats. But the latest “true heir” to show up on our doorstep didn't know any of this. He just slapped a DNA test on the table in front of me, his chin held high. “You’ve been living my life for eighteen years. Don’t you think it’s time to give it back?” “Get a clue and get out,” he sneered. “And don’t think for a second I’m one…