"You can only call yourself a real father if you've actually done what a real dad does. Otherwise, what kind of
father are you supposed to be?" Silas let out a cold laugh. “Have you ever done a single decent thing in your
life?"
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would've had a much better shot at happiness."
Silas' tone was sharp as a knife. "Your 'son' died the day you tried to hunt him down."
"But the truth is, you didn't die. You made it out just fine. Do you know why that is?” Oliver said, as if it were the
most obvious thing in the world. "Because you're my son. You've inherited all my best qualities. That's why
you've survived and even thrived. All that good DNA? You got it from me!"
Silas looked at Oliver with pure disgust. He'd seen shameless people before, but never anyone quite this
shameless. He'd underestimated just how thick Oliver's skin really was.
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"Your current wife? She's just a pretty face, nothing more. She's not right for you. Blythe is the one who'll truly
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