Nice story and all that, but the ML was a real Jekyll and Hyde. A woman had her egg saved at a fertility center bank. Common sense would probably assume that she did it for a reason, like not being able be fertile after that. It's also her property, pure and simple. The egg is sold ILLEGALLY to a snot-nosed aristocrat from another country. He treats said mother's request as though she's a con-man trying to mooch his money. He loves his children but only sees them for an hour each day. He treats his great aunt like a child. He allows a poisonous bimbo of a "childhood friend" to run tame at his house. He acts like the perfect kindly gentleman one minute and then like the bouncer at an exclusive club the next. My conclusion is that he's a fruitcake with either Dissociative Identity Disorder or the worst case of Bipolar Disorder any psychiatrist has ever seen.
