'Sons are considered both a status symbol and a genetic and economic competitive advantage', James believed just that. As the son of one of the wealthiest men known, James wanted a son of his own. Yet there he had been, staring at the little girl in his wife's arms. His daughter.

James was in his office, working on some paperwork, when he was interrupted by his child opening the door just slightly and peeking her head in...

"What." He spat out blankly, not even bothering to look up at you.