All Chapters of Pregnant by the Billionaire in a Coma: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Ashley’s POV“You have been shortlisted for the Heirs Program.”I was doomscrolling through Pinterest, searching for the perfect dress for my date night, when the text appeared across my phone screen. I stared at it for a few seconds, blinked, then read it again, just to make sure I hadn’t somehow misunderstood what I was seeing.“You have been shortlisted for the Heirs Program.What heir program?”Yes, I had been applying for some jobs lately, but I was almost certain I had never applied for anything called the Heirs Program. So what was happening? More importantly, what did Heirs Program even mean?I immediately opened Google, because obviously that was the logical thing to do when a completely random organization decided to send you a suspicious text message. Then, because apparently Google alone wasn’t enough to satisfy my increasingly suspicious brain, I checked AI too. The results were… interesting, to say the least. Entrepreneurship program. Leadership program. Something about

Ashley’s POV I almost ignored the call. Honestly, the last thing I wanted was to speak to anyone. I didn’t have the energy to explain why I was crying, and I certainly wasn’t in the mood to pretend that everything was fine. I pulled it out of my bag and answered without checking the caller ID. “Hello, it’s Ashley here.” “Good afternoon. This is Dr. Hart calling from the hospital.” I straightened instinctively. The hospital. My brother. Every other thought in my head immediately took a back seat. “Good afternoon, Doctor.” “We have some good news. Your brother has finally gotten a bone marrow donor.” I stopped walking. “What?” “A donor has been found, Ashley. We can proceed with the next stage of the process, but there are some financial requirements we need to discuss.” Hope. After five years of appointments, tests, waiting, and conversations that seemed to lead nowhere, a donor had finally been found. My eyes filled with tears again, but this time, th

Ashley POV Josh had said the program paid well. Whatever else he’d done, whatever his reasons for submitting my name, he’d clearly believed the financial compensation was worth mentioning. And if there was even a chance that the program could help me raise the money my brother needed, could I really afford to ignore it? I looked down at my phone. My thumb hovered over the screen. I didn’t know what the program involved. I didn’t know what it would ask of me, what I’d be expected to do, or whether the money would be enough. I knew nothing. But for the first time since leaving Josh’s house, I had something resembling a direction. And right now, that was going to have to be enough.I opened the message and typed a quick reply.Thank you. What’s the next step? I just hoped I wasn’t too late to reply and that they would still consider me. I said a little prayer to the universe, hoping I hadn’t lost my last chance before I even got to try.I took a bus home and resisted th