He stopped.
Eleanor looked first at Jang, then him.
“You never had a birthright.”
No one moved.
“Lian is my only biological child.”
The room seemed to lose air.
After losing Lian to family pressure at nineteen, Eleanor had been unable to have another child. Years later, she and her husband privately adopted a baby.
Shiaoza.
They loved him, raised him, and gave him their name.
But the old trust he had attempted to manipulate contained a biological-heir provision he believed protected him.
It did not.
He had hidden his
