Mag-log inThe day I found out I was pregnant, my husband, Julian Calloway, told me he had been reborn and wanted a divorce. “Three months from now, I’ll go bankrupt. You’ll work yourself to death helping me pay off my debts, and you’ll die young. “This time, I absolutely refuse to drag you down with me. Take this $9,000,000. We’ll get divorced—” Before he could finish, I picked up the pen and signed. “Fine. Just transfer the money to my account.” That evening, while I was gathering my things from the living room, I overheard Julian’s secretary, Naomi Foster, speaking smugly through his phone. “I can’t believe she’s actually that stupid. How did she ever get into Harvard? “You made up some ridiculous story about being reborn and going bankrupt, and she actually believed you.” Julian chuckled. “Who cares? If she leaves quietly with the money, isn’t that better than having her make a scene?” I raised an eyebrow. Of course I knew he was lying. Because I really had been reborn. And in one month, Julian Calloway really would go bankrupt.
view moreWatching him move around the kitchen, I felt a sense of security I had never experienced before.For more than six months, Everett had quietly filled my life with his gentle care. He never overstepped, yet he always managed to be there when I needed him most, giving me the unwavering support I could rely on.Half a month later.One night, at thirty-eight weeks, I suddenly went into labor.Everett remained remarkably calm and professional. He immediately arranged for me to be fast-tracked into the hospital and admitted to the best private maternity suite at Riverton General Hospital.The delivery was painful, but everything went smoothly.With Everett by my side the entire time, encouraging me and helping me through every contraction, I gave birth to healthy twins, a boy and a girl.Our son looked just like me, while our daughter’s eyes already held a hint of cleverness and mischief.Outside the delivery room, my best friend, Audrey Collins, rushed over as soon as she heard the
This apartment was the one I bought outright after cashing out the property in the new school district.The tens of millions of dollars I had left were sitting safely in my investment accounts, quietly earning substantial interest every day.Footage from the trial was broadcast through the media.Julian Calloway stood in the defendant’s box, his hair completely white. His back was hunched, and he looked decades older than his actual age.Standing beside him was Madeline Pierce, dressed in a standard prison uniform and completely bare-faced.Gone was her polished, delicate appearance. Her skin was sallow, and her eyes were filled with fear.During the closing arguments, the two former partners in crime put on quite a show, turning on each other in front of everyone.When the prosecutor brought up the $500,000 that had been transferred, Madeline suddenly broke down. She dropped to her knees in the defendant’s box.Tears streamed down her face as she once again tried to use her sw
I had finally collected the debt they owed me in blood.Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Miami, Madeline Pierce, who had fled with the stolen money, was lounging on a private beach at a five-star resort in a designer bikini.She had used the $500,000 to buy herself a whole new wardrobe and had successfully caught the attention of a wealthy young heir who was vacationing in Miami.At that moment, she was curled up against him, her eyes slightly red as she put on her usual innocent, helpless act.“Baby, I’ve had such a hard life. I’ve never met a good man.“My ex-boyfriend went bankrupt. He not only hit me, but also tried to force me to take on his debts.”She deliberately squeezed out two tears and looked at him pitifully.“It took everything I had to escape. Now I have nothing left. All I have is you.“You’ll protect me, right? And you’ll buy me that limited-edition handbag, won’t you?”The young heir was completely captivated by her helpless act and nodded repeatedly.“
“Vivian, for the sake of our child, please help me hire a good lawyer.“If you can help me get a reduced sentence, I’ll do anything for you when I get out. I’ll even give you my life!”I stood about three feet away from his hospital bed, looking down at him.He looked like a pathetic stray dog begging for scraps, willing to throw away the last shred of his dignity just to save himself.“Julian, is this why you asked me to come here? To say all this nonsense?”I cut off his performance coldly, my voice completely devoid of emotion.Julian froze for a moment before desperately gripping the edge of the bed.“Vivian, please help me! You have more than twenty million dollars in assets. If you use just a portion of it to repay what I owe, I could get several years knocked off my sentence!“I’m the biological father of your children! You can’t be this heartless!”I looked at him and suddenly let out a soft laugh.The sound seemed especially jarring in the empty hospital room.“Juli












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