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She insulted and I laughed. "I'm a psycho billionaire." "I'm wondering why Alex didn't sack you from his organization." She said. "He wouldn't do that, he's not his organization, it's his father's organization and I have shares there." I replied. She frowned. "You bloody scumbag!" She insulted. "You bloody scumbag!" I mimicked and laughed, I removed my boxers leaving my pants on. "Look at it, it's big right, you can see the prints." I said and climbed the bed.

Silence suddenly took over their conversation as Jackson dumbfoundedly stared at Chris’s cheerful eyes and bright smile. “Congratulations! You are a billionaire and the father of a triplet! Ta-da!”

There were even some who became influencers, socialites, and, just as interestingly, sugar babies of wealthy businessmen. "You two haven't changed at all from college until now, huh?" Indriana teased Chacha and Arianna. Being a socialite herself, she appeared to be the most flamboyantly dressed that afternoon. Born to the heir of a gold tycoon, Indriana had always loved wearing layers of jewelry, earning her the nickname of a walking gold store on campus. "Well, what can we do? Chacha and I aren't power rangers who can transform," Arianna joked casually.

And she loves the sick woman with everything in her. Life was never fair and easy for Christiana and it was all because of the stupid man who called himself her father. Now this same man has ruined her life to the highest order. He didn't hesitate to sell her off like she was a thing that can be sold off. And to even worsen the matter, she was sold off as a surrogate, like she was some baby making machine! Christiana didn't realize when her tears tumbled down freely. "No. This can't be true " She mumbled and nodded her head in denial.

It had the right effect. Charlotte's ears perked up and she placed a hand over her mouth. "Are you kidding me right now?" She half-whispered, half-screamed. "No, I'm not. This is plain truth." Amy pressed. "Let's hear it then." Charlotte said, urging Amy to go on. "Well, it's simple. Ever heard about a surrogate organization?" She asked her friend. "Umm….yeah. What has that got to do with seventy million dollars?" Charlotte asked, confusion clouding her face.

“Hello? I’m completely lost here, Trinity.” She scooted closer to me, with a dead serious expression on her face. “You are newly pregnant. And there is a billionaire who wants a surrogate, to carry his baby. The money, benefits and allowances he is willing to pay the woman who will do that is enough to make her a filthy rich millionaire for life.” She placed a hand on my thigh. “You can be the surrogate. I will make the paperwork convincing. That baby you want to abort, will become his. And you instantly become rich.” I stared speechlessly.

I asked him. He chuckled, "Do I have a choice? Besides, my door need fixing and Grayson is in charge with that. So, you don't have a choice either." I shook my head because somehow he's right, since my desperate foot lead my way here and made me the billionaire's surrogate. However, I don't quite understand why I need to have a bunch of bodyguard. Is there's something I missed about Grayson? Or he's such a psychopath who want to make sure I wouldn't dare escaping him? Who cares if he's a psychopath who's looking for a girl to be his surrogate? Well, I do.

"You are not going to swindle any man, not while I have my eyes on you. I will sabotage everything you plan, and if you push me, I might just take your lovely company away from you" My back pressed harder into the wall. "If you think you can touch my company then you are truly delusional. Maybe you haven't read about me, Dian. I am a freaking billionaire with such a large network that you can only dream of having a quarter of it," I bragged and he scoffed. I didn't want to admit that he looked really hot when he scoffed. But Why did he have to look so freaking good when he was doing the devil's work. I mean his look had been one of the things that attracted me to him but that was before I go

“There she is. My sweet Ava. Still knows how to beg.” “Answer me,” I snapped. He looked back at me, smug again. “The records were manipulated. That’s all it took. A few signatures. A few terrified doctors. A few payments from my father’s accounts. You people put so much faith in paperwork.” He laughed bitterly. “Tell a billionaire the baby isn’t his family’s, and suddenly he bleeds like everybody else.” My chest tightened. Manipulated. Not swapped. Ava’s hand pressed harder against her stomach.

The last time I spoke to the doctor, I was warned that if Aaron didn't get a surgical operation within the next four weeks, he would be at risk of dying. The burden to raise the money for his surgery fell solely on my shoulders, and his mother wasn't taking it easy on me at all as she told everyone who cared to listen that I was the reason behind her son's misfortune. She never accepted me as her daughter-in-law, anyways. When I first saw news of an unknown billionaire who needed a woman to bear a child for him through surrogacy, I had applied nonchalantly, without any expectations. Early this morning, a strange number called me, informing me of my scheduled interview with Mr D, the billion