Chapter 1Reclaimed by My Family, Spoiled by All

My mom passed away from a sudden cancer diagnosis in the spring semester of my senior year.

Before I could even really process how I was going to manage on my own, Mom told me something shocking on her deathbed: I had a father, and he was supposedly one of the richest men in the country.

Following the scraps of information Mom gave me, I tracked him down. Turns out, I didn’t just have a billionaire dad; I had an A-list pop star older brother, a genius scientist second brother, the most popular guy in school for a third brother, and the resident tough guy as my fourth…

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“After I’m gone, honey, you need to go find your father.”

Mom’s last words echoed in my head as I nervously gripped the handle of my worn suitcase, taking in the overwhelming sights and sounds of the unfamiliar city.

My mom died three days ago from cancer. She’d brought me to this city all by herself years ago, and now, with her gone, I had no other family here. My only option was to find the father and brothers I’d never met.

Problem was, Mom hadn’t left me any contact info for my brothers!

Desperate, I looked up the company associated with my oldest brother, the famous one, online.

The second I dragged my luggage through the sleek glass doors of the entertainment company building, heads turned. All eyes were on me, dripping with curiosity or suspicion. The receptionist gave me a kind, pitying smile. “Are you lost, sweetie?”

Swallowing hard, I mumbled, “No, I’m in the right place… Can you give me his contact information?” I pointed at a massive, impossibly cool poster of my brother plastered on the wall.

The look the receptionist gave me screamed, “Are you serious?”

“Please…” I started to plead again, bracing myself for rejection, when a sharp, condescending voice cut through the lobby from behind me. “Who does this little nobody think she is, asking for Alex Vance’s contact info right off the bat?”

I turned around to face a woman dripping in flashy clothes, staring daggers at me with pure disdain.

I glanced her over, thinking, Who crawled out from under a rock to butt in? “Please, I really need to talk to him. It’s urgent…”

The woman actually shoved me. “Didn’t you hear me, you little hick? Get out of our company building, now!”

The push ignited a spark of anger. Why was she resorting to insults? “Are you crazy?”

She scoffed, flicking her overly styled hair. “I happen to play a fan-favorite character in that hit streaming show. Calling you a hick is probably a compliment.”

Her words clicked. That show? Wasn't her “fan-favorite” character like, the sixth female lead in some low-budget web series?

My face must have shown my disdain.

Her expression turned instantly vicious. “I suggest you know your place, or I’ll have security drag you out of here!”

If I hadn’t already confirmed online that my pop star brother was a major shareholder in this company, her 'queen of the castle' act might have actually intimidated me.

I decided to ignore this Z-list wannabe and tried talking to the receptionist again.

The woman practically exploded. “What kind of attitude is that? Do you even know who my father is?”

I rolled my eyes. “Why the hell should I care who your dad is? I’m not your mom.”

She looked ready to spontaneously combust. She whipped out her phone and furiously dialed someone.

The receptionist still wouldn't give me the info, so I just stood there, trying to figure out my next move.

It didn’t take long for the woman’s backup to arrive.

I looked up to see a tall, unfamiliar man approaching. The woman instantly latched onto his arm like a snake. “Rick, darling! This girl was being so rude to me!”

“I’ll take care of her right now,” Rick said, patting her hand soothingly. She shot me a triumphant smirk.

But then, Rick got a clear look at my face. His eyes widened, and he rushed over, grabbing my arm gently. “Miss Harrison! What are you doing here?”