My Husband Held Our Daughter Hostage for His Mistress and Regretted It Too LateChapter 1

I took my daughter out for shopping on my delightful birthday,but I had just glanced at a work message when she suddenly vanished.

Panicked,I rushed to check the security cameras,but what I saw shattered my world in an instant.

The footage showed that the man who took my daughter…was her father.

I called him again and again,desperate.When the line finally connected,it wasn’t his voice I heard.Instead,a smug,taunting voice came through.It was his mistress.

“Oh,your daughter?My husband sold her to some old man in the mountains.With the money,he bought me the newest designer handbag.Isn’t it gorgeous?”

In that instant,my heart sank to the bottom.

So this was Ethan Lorrimer,the man who had forgotten who pulled his failing,bankrupt company back from the edge.

The man who forgot that my status as the only daughter of the Sinclair Family in New York was never just for show.

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I gripped the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white.My ears rang,Natalie's mocking voice still echoing in my head.

For a platinum bag,my daughter was…sold.

These words kept circling in my head until my vision blurred.