“I don’t mind you helping her out. I worry that you’re not doing her any favours.” A billionaire could never understand life from the other side. “You think it’s okay for family to be apart? The two of them are all they have. I would have thought you would understand that.” She saw him flinch at her words. “Shelley is a drug user and an exotic dancer. Do you really think this child will be better off with her? She needs medical treatment. Did you ask her why Sara got to this stage?” Ash placed her finger on her lips. “Ssh. I wouldn’t want to wake her. What are you talking about? Sara had an asthma attack. Do you have a magic ball that tells you this could be prevented?” Kieran ran his fingers through his hair. He was frustrated with her. She was beginning to figure out his signs. His little tell tale signs. Did he have a magic ball? He looked down at his shoes and she followed his gaze. “ Shelley could have prevented this. At the very least she could have prevented this from getting to this point. I checked the clinic records. She was given medication to give Sara. Medication I suspect she sold for drugs.” Kieran lifted his chin. A mother wouldn’t really harm her child like that. Would she? Ash blew out a slow breath. “What is the alternative Kieran? I leave her to go to a group home?” The thought took her back to a time she’d stowed away into the dark recesses of her mind. The traumatic time that she didn’t often visit unless she wanted to remind herself of how harsh life could be. His gaze swept along the room and landed on her. “It’s not as bad as you think. She might end up with a good family, someone who would love and take care of her.” Somehow she doubted that. She clutched Sara’s hand. “Or she could end up with someone who wants to use her. Ten years from now you would see her in one of those exotic dance places her mother works in.” The vein at Kieran’s temple was beating at a rapid rate. A rate that frightened her. There had to be a way to make him see reason. Make him see that this child’s fate lay in his hands. She went to him and took his face in her hands so he could see she was serious. In his eyes she saw surprise more than anything else. “Kieran, please listen to me. I know what the future can hold for an innocent child like her. Don’t do this.” His gaze narrowed and she had to drop her hands and look away. How could she explain her life to him? The last twenty years of what she had to endure was something she had never said to anyone. He lifted her chin. His finger grazed her chin and she felt little beads of energy run across her skin. “Tell me.” “ I was six when my parents died in a car accident. I was in the car with them.” She hadn’t remembered much except it being dark. She remembered blood and her mother’s screams. Kieran pulled her into his arms. “I’m so sorry Ash. Do you remember what happened?” It was so easy to tell him things she wasn’t willing to say to anyone else. “Blood. A huge truck had hit us and both mama and papa were gone.” “ No one claimed me.” She sniffed. “Makes me sound like I belonged in baggage claims.” The laugh sounded false even to her. “We were on holiday at the time and it was harder for anyone to find out who to call so I had to go to a group home.” She pulled away as she relayed the last part so she could look into his eyes. As the pieces fell into place he nodded. “You can’t fix this Ash. At some point she needs to be taken care of. If you had a bad experience in the group home it doesn’t mean she would go down the same path.” She shook her head. “I was lucky. My aunt came for me. She took care of me. I got out. It could have been a different future for me if she hadn’t.” Kieran could never understand what the other side lived with. He was a billionaire who could do what he wanted. People like her were forced to do things to survive. It was only