Page 5 of Her Daddies' Everything

He hated that this was a factor in her care. All he wanted was for Immy and the rest of his family to have whatever they needed and desired.

To do that, you need money.

He was gaining some traction in his singing career, but he still had a long road ahead of him.

One day, he was moving them all out of this place to somewhere safe. Somewhere where they’d all be taken care of.

And he didn’t care what he had to do or what toll it took on him.

They’d be happy and safe.

Immy would be happy and safe.

And that was all that mattered.

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Three years later

That was it.

This time she was quitting for real. She was going to go find Maeve and live with her.

She stared down at her phone in shock.

Jenner:Sorry, Immy. Can’t make dinner tonight. Got to take care of some VIPs.

Take care of some VIPs?What did that even mean?

Did it . . . did it mean that he . . .

Nope. Don’t think about it, Immy.

Don’t think about how you got all dressed up because he said that he’d take you to dinner tonight after the concert.

Don’t think about how much you wanted to go out with him.

Getting up, she walked over to the mirror, staring at herself.

She had on a deep emerald dress that brought out the color in her red hair. Hair that she’d curled and pinned back.

Pretty gold earrings dangled from her ears and were her only jewelry. Cat had bought them for her, but she rarely got to wear them.

Her dress had a sweetheart neckline that might just show a touch too much of her chest. But, hey, men liked boobs, right?

She’d put on a wide, tan belt that emphasised her waist. The frayed, scooped end of the dress ended at her knees and she wore a pair of boots that matched the belt.

The whole outfit had cost a fair chunk of change, but it wasn’t like Immy didn’t have healthy accounts. Jenner paid her well. He refused to charge her for rent or utilities. And she’d given some of her savings to Isaiah, who had invested it well.

So, yeah, she’d treated herself.

All for freaking nothing!

A knock on the door had her hopes rising and she rushed to the door, opening it.

Abe stood there, not Jenner, and her heart sank.

“Imms? Everything okay?”

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