Heather's POV I had thought everything my mother said was part of some big prank, but reality had struck when different cars pulled up in front of our house at dusk. I only needed one glance to tell me that these weren't ordinary people, and my fear had been confirmed when I laid eyes on Logan Forger, the wealthiest man in the entire city. "Welcome, Mr Forger—""Let's not waste any time, where is she?" Logan interjected before my father had the chance to properly welcome him.."Here she is, Heather Stone, my beautiful daughter." Father replied with a bright smile as he walked over to where I stood with a hung head. "Raise your head, child, I don't have time to play around." Logan commanded and I obeyed promptly. Even though I had spent the last thirty minutes crying out my eyes, mother had made sure she had covered my swollen eyes with makeup. Not once had she allowed me to put on makeup, to her it was a waste of money, but today had been different. "She's a beauty, isn't she?" F
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