The Real and Fake Young Masters

I was the real young master, kidnapped when I was little.

My birth parents searched for me for years, finally finding me after they became billionaires.

At the time, I was bent over tending to the wounds my adoptive mother had beaten into me.

Dad held me close, heartbroken.

“Son, you’ve suffered so much. I’ll buy you a house and a car tomorrow.”

And just like that, I was brought back to the Mo family.