It was Emmett's money, and donating it was like banking some good karma for Emmett himself.

Giving it to him, though? Total waste!

After all, Emmett had done his duty. If they couldn't hold onto that cash, that was on them.

...

The underground casino was buzzing with life.

Today, Cecil was the man of the hour, strutting around like he owned the place!

Overnight, he went from being a nobody to the big dog!

Normally, people at the casino looked at him like he was a broke stray.

But today, everyone was calling him 'Cecil' left and right. He was so puffed up with pride, he barely recognized himself.

But his high didn't last long.

Because today, he gambled big, blowing through the million-plus Emmett gave to Claire in less than two hours!

Cecil, fuming, stormed out of the casino, shouting,

plus is peanuts! I don't give a damn! That was just pocket change my son gave me out of respect. My

like that, and he was

mulling it over, snorted

cab to the hotel where Elysia

figure out a way to bring his son

his son home and had him crank out a hundred or so paintings, the cash would

gold mines. Best to keep them around for a slow

to his knees at the hotel entrance, putting on a tearful

Thorne, Mr. Bradford, please, beg you, give me back my son. My daughter's seriously ill, and she's fainting

make it if she doesn't see him again! She's already got a congenital illness!

let the siblings reunite!

was using Maria to play the sympathy card,

was bowing and scraping, painting

crowd of media gathered, cameras

of live streams happening on the

again, with folks taking up Cecil's

how can they bully someone

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government,

we're taking

top!#

if that's not his biological son, considering the sick little girl, they should at least let the

whatever you want? Hogging someone's child

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