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At the entrance to the Golden Film Awards red carpet, my biological father, Elliot Harmon, who had abandoned me eighteen years ago came charging out of nowhere and knocked my crippled adoptive father, Travis Harmon, to the ground. Then, with one foot planted on Travis's injured leg, Elliot plastered on a smile and reached for my arm. "Come on, sweetheart. Let your father walk you through your moment of glory." Travis writhed on the carpet in pain. Security moved in, but my fiancé, Louie Motley, stopped them with a single raised hand. Straightening his cuff, Louie spoke with chilling indifference. "He's your real father. Blood matters. Let him walk beside you. Tomorrow's headlines will write themselves." I watched as Travis was dragged away like an inconvenience, his mud-caked trousers smearing the pristine red carpet, while Louie bent close and murmured in my ear, "Behave yourself. The company spent 100 million dollars making you a star. Don't humiliate the chairman now." Elliot smirked and reached out with grimy fingers toward the million-dollar gown I was wearing, while camera flashes burst all around us. I tore off my veil and flung it straight into Louie's face. I said, "One hundred million? Keep it. I'm done with this red carpet." Then I turned, helped Travis to his feet, and faced the live cameras with a cold smile. I said, "Louie, you seem to have forgotten about the last name of the largest shareholder of Motley Group."