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Chapter 10: Adrian’s Bloodline
Author: Lily Monroe
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Ruined—he’s going to ruin me.

“Dad, let me explain—” Kyle Logan blurted, panic fraying his words.

“Explain what?” Hunter’s laugh was a rasp of fury. “You think I don’t see that petty little abacus in your head? You were waiting for me to die, to break your sister and your mother—and you drove away the man who saved my life.”

His hand trembled as he pointed at Kyle. “Well done. Truly my son.”

“And that burial plot you so helpfully secured? Keep it. You’ll need it yourself.”

“I’m saying this now: as of this moment, Kyle Logan is no longer of the Logan family. He has no claim to our assets or our inheritance. And I, Hunter Logan, do not recognize him as my son.”

Kyle hadn’t imagined his father would go that far.

He stared, slack and hollow, before collapsing to the floor. “Dad, I…”

“Don’t call me Dad. Get out. Cough—cough—”

“Hunter, don’t,” Mrs. Logan pleaded, hurrying to his side. “You’ve only just recovered. Don’t work yourself into a rage.”

Kayla added softly, “Dad, do you feel any di
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