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A loud, mocking laugh escaped Christopher's lips, and Olivia couldn't help but wonder why he found this moment so amusing. His laughter abruptly stopped, and he raised an eyebrow. "Is it that easy to get you ruffled?" he questioned, a hint of surprise dancing on his face.

"I'm Christopher Brooks, and it would be a shame to have you bear my child," he continued, his tone dripping with condescension. "So, don't worry, nothing like that will happen between us."

Olivia's eyes flashed with resentment, sensing he was looking down on her again because of her status. "I also don't want to bear your child, Mr. Christopher," she retorted, her voice firm. "I want to have a child with someone I love."

Christopher's chuckle returned, and Olivia wondered what he found so amusing. "Love? What a joke," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "There will be nothing like that in this marriage."

Olivia pressed her lips together, nodding slightly.

"Good," Christopher responded, and an uncomf
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