From Miner to MansionChapter 1

When my biological parents found me, I had just crawled out of the coal mine in West Virginia.

I was covered in coal dust, filthy and disheveled.

I could tell they looked at me with disgust.

Richard Grant, my biological father, even said, “Hire another car for him — don’t let him dirty the family car.”

Elizabeth Grant, my biological mother, forced a caring tone through her disdain: “Child, you’ve been through so much these years. Go home and wash up, and Mom will take good care of you.”

Then they climbed into the car and left.

With them was their adopted daughter, Sophia Grant. She glanced at me, then at her pink Maserati, sighed, and said, “Get in my car.”

“There’s a shower at the mine. I can wash and change before I get in.”

I answered listlessly and went to wash.

After I changed, I got into Sophia’s Maserati and went to my parents’ house.

Back at the Grant house, I didn’t see my biological parents right away. Instead I saw someone around my age — Liam Grant, the family’s false heir, the one who had been switched with me at birth.