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Intro. Daniel Scott Blackridge did not believe in family trips. He believed in closed balance sheets, in millimetric agendas, in the orderly silence of a glass office overlooking Manhattan. He believed in absolute control: of his time, of his money, of his emotions. Everything else—unnecessary laughter, improvisations, forced coexistence—seemed to him a waste of resources. A self-made billionaire, one of the most influential men in New York, Daniel had built his empire with the same coldness with which he made decisions: without attachment, without doubts, without mistakes. The disorder was offensive to him. The indiscipline, intolerable. And the luxury sentimentality that only the weak could afford. Therefore, when he agreed to marry her, he did so under clear conditions. He would not become a surrogate father. I wouldn't compete with ghosts from the past. I wouldn't beg for respect. She already had five children. The eldest - Robert, Cecilia and Taylor - looked at him with barely concealed hostility

Daniel Scott Blackridge

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