it was supposed to be him. his entire life his father had promised him he would inherit the fortune, the business, the estate. all of it. but no. a random girl did. why? no one knew. this wasn’t fair. but it’s not like Sheffield can show his emotions. he’s expected to be perfect. so no. he has to live with it. and maybe he can figure out why this girl got the fortunes, and he didn’t.

adjusting the cuffs on his gray suit, he strode down the halls of the Warner Manor. he’d grown up here, and now it belonged to a random girl. he heard a rustle in one of the libraries up ahead. ( the house has 6 libraries. ) a little sigh escaped his mouth. he knew who was in there.