Natalie’s eyes flashed as she snapped, “Nobody is taking what belongs to Jordan. Not ever.”
Jordan stared at the photos Ethan had sent him. The longer he looked, the darker his expression grew. He didn’t waste a second. He got up and stormed straight to Jackson’s office.
Jackson was on the phone with someone. Jordan didn’t care who it was. He just pushed the door open and walked right in.
Jackson’s eyebrows pulled together in annoyance. He ended his call with a quick, “I’ll call you back,” then looked at his son, clearly annoyed. “Jordan, do you not know how to knock? Even little kids in kindergarten have better manners. Honestly, you could learn something from them.”
Jackson couldn’t help but think of Kevin, always so polite and respectful. Deborah had done a good job with him. Jordan was different. Cynthia tried to teach him, but Jordan never accepted her as a real parent, so she eventually backed off, afraid people would call her a bad stepmom. Jackson was always caught up in work and didn’t have much time to keep Jordan in line, and it showed. Between his two sons, Jackson found himself leaning toward Kevin more and more.
Jordan gave a bitter laugh. “So now that you have a secret son, I’m suddenly the rude, ungrateful one?”
Jackson’s face turned cold. “What are you talking about? Don’t say things like that. You’re my only son. Where would I get another one?”


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