The Real Heir Returns
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I have a severe alcohol allergy. One drop can kill me.
As the real son the family had only just found, I came home certain I would finally have my father's love.
What I found was that he only had eyes for Tristan Ashmore, the stand-in, the son who wasn't.
To prove to the board that I wasn't some spineless nobody raised out in the country, my father ordered me to a dinner that would decide the future of the company.
At the table, I tried to get by on a cup of tea.
Tristan and my stepmother took it out of my hands and set down a full glass of high-proof liquor.
