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To groom Danny Feron as the heir, my parents drilled one lesson into him since childhood that everything in this family could be discarded, except me. Danny believed it. While other heirs chased fast cars and pretty women, he replayed childhood videos of me. While they built startups, he obsessed over the smallest details, down to which fabrics felt best against my skin. So when the truth surfaced and I, the fake heiress, was thrown out, all I wanted was to disappear. But in the storm, Danny calmly ripped off his suit, eyes fixed on me like a predator that had finally cornered its prey. He smiled wildly. He said softly, "Perfect. Now you finally belong to me alone."