Chapter 6 I used considerable force . Dante's face jerked to the side , and a clear handprint appeared quickly . [ ] He was stunned . Everyone was stunned . [ ] He held his face , staring at me in disbelief , the fury in his eyes turning to humiliation . [ ] " You … you hit me ? " [ ] " I'm waking you up . " ] My voice was cold as ice . [ ] I looked around at all the spectators in the living room before fixing my gaze back on Dante's face . [ ] " You all think he's the master here , the Blake family prince , right ? " ] No one dared speak . I laughed softly . " Dante Blake , is that what you think too ? " ] " Do you think you were born to have everything ? This villa , the luxury cars outside , your company shares , and that unlimited black card I gave you ? " [] He didn't answer , but his defiant look said everything . ] " Have you ever wondered why ? " [] " Why did Dad obviously favor you more , but leave 90 % of the company shares to me ? " ] " Why do I , your sister , have to act like some mother figure , smoothing every path for you , solving every problem , spoiling you without limits ? " ] He was stumped by my questions . [ ] These thoughts might have flickered through his mind before , but he'd taken it all for granted without ever digging deeper . [ ] Looking at his confused and humiliated face , I finally decided to personally tear away the cruel truth I'd protected him from for over a decade " Because you don't actually have the Blake name " [ ] " You're just a mistake my father made years ago . " " Your mother was a woman whose name doesn't even deserve to be recorded in the Blake family tree . " [] " You , Dante Blake , are a love chuld . " [ ] Chapter 6 I said these words softly , but they exploded like thunder in the silent living room . [ ] All expression froze on Dante's face . [ ] He looked at me like he'd heard something from a fairy tale , pupils dilating , mouth slightly open , staring stupidly . [ ] " What … what did you say ? " [ ] " I said , " I repeated each word clearly , " you're a bastard . " [ ] " When Dad brought you home , you were only three years old . Grandpa was so angry he nearly had a heart attack - he wanted to kick you and your mother out together . " ] " It was me . " [ ] I pointed to myself . [ ] " I knelt in front of Grandpa and begged him to let you stay . " [ ] " I told him children were innocent . " [ ] " I promised him I'd watch over you , guide you , never let you do anything that would disgrace the Blake family name . " [ ] " To let you live legitimately in the Blake family , to spare you from carrying the stigma of being a bastard from childhood , I begged Dad and Grandpa to hide your origins from everyone . " [ ] " I treated you like my real brother , gave you the best of everything , tried to make up for the maternal love you lacked , indulged your every whim . " [ ] " I thought if I filled you up with love and material things , you'd grow into someone kind , decent , and responsible . " I looked at his face , twisted with shock and panic , and laughed bitterly . [ ] " Turns out I was wrong . " ] ] " Dead wrong . " [ ] " I didn't raise a brother - 1 raised an ungrateful bastard . " ] Dante staggered back two steps , bumping into the coffee table behind him with a dull thud . [ ] He kept shaking his head , muttering : " No … impossible … you're lying … you're talking nonsense ! " ] " Whether I'm talking nonsense or not , you can go home and ask Dad . " [ ] 1 looked at him coldly , completely shattering his last shred of hope . [ ] " Though I think he's probably too busy to see you right now . " [ ]