All Chapters of Pregnant by the Playboy Heir : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“You know Mr Norman, your kind of man is the kind whom I try to imitate in ruthlessness.”“So Mr Norman your threats are nothing but vague.”“Consider yourself a dead man if you are just trying to waste my time.” Mr Norman replied.“I never possessed such accurate information in my years of existence.”“It better be, because I don't forgive people who waste my time let alone someone who threatens me.”“Whenever you are ready send the account details but I would advise you not to if you aren't sure of the information you claim to possess.”“You really are a ruthless man.”“That’s how I attained success.”Morning of the Medical TestAt exactly 7:50 AM there was a knock on Jace's bedroom door.“Who is it?” he asked.“The doctor has arrived, sir.”“Well,” he said.“Looks like the big moment has arrived.”Jace stood up from the bed to stretch.“Relax,”“It’s just a medical test.”“Yes… just a medical test.”Another knock came.“Mr Norman is waiting downstairs.”Jace turned to Charlotte.“D

“Are you out of your mind?”“Not at all.”“That’s impossible.”“What’s impossible is you thinking you can walk away from this.”“I don’t have that kind of money.”“You’re married to it.”“That money isn’t mine!”“Then make it yours.”“You don’t understand—”“No,” Bruce interrupted, “I understand perfectly.”“If you don’t pay me…”“…I tell Mr Norman everything.”“Everything?” Charlotte asked.“The pregnancy.”“The timeline.”“And the fact that the child isn’t Jace’s but mine.”“Stop!” Charlotte snapped.“Good,” he said.“Now you’re listening.”“You’re sick.”“No,” he replied.“I’m smart.”“You said Mr Norman doesn’t know yet.”“He doesn’t.”“But he suspects,” Bruce added.“What do you mean?”“He’s not a fool, Charlotte.”“He already paid me once.”“He… what?”“You heard right, fifty thousand.”“He paid you?”“Not yet,” Bruce said.“But he agreed.”“That means…”“Yes,” Bruce said.“He knows something is wrong.”“This is bad, this is very bad,” Charlotte said.“So here’s how this works,”

No one spoke, as Mr Norman words stamped his authority.Jace would be the first to speak, breaking the silence minutes after Mr Norman said there would be no abortion.“This is ridiculous.” he said, but Mr Norman didn’t look in his direction.“I said this is ridiculous,” Jace repeated.“And I heard you the first time,” Mr Norman repliedCharlotte stood still quiet.“No,” Jace continued,“This…" this is not happening.”“It already has,” Mr Norman said.Jace continued “That child—”“Will be born.” Mr Norman interrupted sharply.Jace let out a short laugh, as he said.“You don’t get to decide that.”Mr Norman finally looked him in the eye“I already did.” He said.Jace looked at Charlotte’s direction as he said,“I’m not raising that child,” Jace said.“No one asked you to.” Mr Norman interrupted again. This time around, it hit differently.Jace frowned, looking his father in the eye.“What is that supposed to mean?”“It means,” Mr Norman said,“Your involvement is optional.”Jace breath

“Like I asked for any of this…” she let out a quiet, bitter laugh. “I was raised right, so I’ll be honest—yes, the luxury, the glamour… it’s nice. I used to dream about living like this.”“But at what cost? When I have no freedom… when I’m constantly being watched… when, in my own husband’s eyes, I’m nothing but a contract he rejects with every breath.”“I would stop you there, never, I mean don't you ever refer to me as your husband.”“Husband? Don’t flatter yourself. You don’t even deserve the title.” “Whatever….”“From the moment we met—an unsuspecting twist of fate—two different souls. One, an heir to a billionaire empire… and me? A shattered soul, seeking solace.I know you’ll say I did it for the money, considering we come from two completely different worlds—yours already figured out, while mine… is there really anything to say? A world where I don’t even know what a single day has in store for me.You see, Jace, I didn’t indulge in a one-night stand that fateful night because

Mallory didn’t cry, not even in the hallway on her way out of the conference, not in the car on her way home, not even when she shut the door to her penthouse.She dropped her bag on the table and walked straight to the mirror. She just stared at herself.That was her way of feeling good, her way of reminding herself she looked perfect.But her eyes were cold.“So this is how you play, Jace…”“Interesting.”“I really don’t care, I really don’t give a fuck about you Jace, all I care about is your money and I wouldn't let a stranger come in the way of my benefits.”Mallory kept walking around her apartment, the same thought running through her head: What will I do now?She picked up her phone and dialed Jace’s number.“Babe—”“I’m coming over,” she said.“Mallory, listen—”“Don’t,” she cut in. “I said I’m coming over.”She ended the call without explaining further.THE NORMAN ESTATEThe moment the gates to the estate opened, Mallory drove into the estate at high speed.She didn’t slow d