Bought To Be Their Scapegoat

Summary

Rich people have a favorite catchphrase, unspoken but universally understood: Reality is whatever I decide it is.

And so, simply because I possessed the exact bone structure and eye color of the Kensington family’s runaway heir, they collectively decided I was their son, Sean.

I explained it to them. Over and over again. I told them my name wasn't Sean Kensington. My name was Cole Bennett. It was printed in black ink on my NDA, right next to my signature.

But they would just stare at my face, their expressions dead serious. Since you’re finally home, stop throwing tantrums, they’d say.