The Billionaire's Bad Luck

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ly as his thoughts wandered. His family had always been his rock, but recently, a few unsettling truths had started to surface. He

ken the news with surprising ease. But it was Daniel who had felt the rush of emotions that didn't quite fit into the family narrative. Zachary, their other brother who had been living all the w

eling of discomfort. He couldn't let it consume him. His life was already complicated enough with the responsibilities o

grown stronger between him and the family. Zachary's absence was noticeable, but with the rest o

to Daniel's internal struggle, chatting away with Logan. Daniel envied that ease-his brother's ability to ada

essing?" Logan asked, his voice cutting through Daniel's reverie. H

ing a wry smile. "Nothing to

, who was already busy coordinating the next family get-together. As usual, the Hunt family was full of plans, future endeavors, and obl

to live up to their family name, to the legacy built by their fat

ght, Dan," Sean commented, nud

ly, forcing a smile. "Just... th

avily on him, but it wasn't just the business that was on his mind. It was the sense

He had been so caught up in his thoughts that he barely noticed when his phone buzzed, pulling him out of his me

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voice on the other end spoke, sendin

sked, a slight crack of te

el responded, sitting up

bout something... important

ll ended abruptly. He stared at the screen, his heart racing. Who could tha

uation further, his mother's vo

morrow?" Cassandra asked, a small frown crossing

tically, though his mind was st

as about to be altered in ways he couldn't predict. It wasn't just the call-it was everything.

his mind. He couldn't let go of the call. The voice was familiar, but it wasn't until the

n know? And what di

l out of his spiraling thoughts. He opened the door to fin

mply, stepping into the room w

ough he had a sinking feeling

low and serious. "There are some developments you need to be

pulse quicken. "

and walked over to the desk, pulling a folder from the drawer. "Thi

s the weight of the new revelation or the unease from

om me," he said quie

it," Cassandra replied, her voice tin

er's hands. This wasn't just about family business anymore. Thi