Given Julian's extravagant spending habits, he couldn't possibly survive solely on prize money and endorsement deals.
Therefore, it was entirely up to Ethan to hold the family together.
Then there was Mara, whose intentions were completely twisted, and Mira, who had already severed all ties.
Absolutely nothing could drag him away from his post.
"Ethan, does my word mean nothing to you anymore?"
He used to be her most dutiful son, always prioritizing the bigger picture. When had he become so cold?
Right. It seemed to start the moment Mira left home.
People always said children were born either to repay a debt of gratitude or to exact vengeance.
Clearly, Mira was here for vengeance, while Mara was her blessing.
"You can think whatever you want."
Listen to her? If he did, the family would be devoured alive eventually.
Lacey shifted her gaze to Damon.
"Damon, you're in the industry. Why don't you take your sister? You could guide her."
"I just signed on for a new series. Filming starts immediately."
The invitation was for Mara, not him. Tagging along would only make him look like a desperate hanger-on trying to steal her spotlight.
As an award-winning superstar, he had his own status and pride to maintain.
Adrian stared at his dramatically weeping daughter, nursing a massive headache.
Truth be told, Mara couldn't hold a candle to Mira. But still...
He sighed. "If you insist on going, let your oldest brother..."
"Dad, I can't go. The bidding war is right around the corner, and you know it,"
Ethan snapped, cutting Adrian off.
"Just have the butler take her. It seems like she's pretty close to him anyway,"
Damon suggested.
"No! I don't want the butler taking me!"
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