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“Unless you want to hear about your mother, which I think you should, otherwise we are done.” “We can’t be done. I need a solution.” “I’m sorry. I can only go as far as finding information. This is Christian’s job, but for you I—” “You can tell me about my mother,” I cut her off. I didn’t want her starting to seduce me again. “Alright. So she—oh yeah, Stephanie. Well, you do know she was a surrogate, right?” “Which is confusing, as from what I’ve learned she's a billionaire.”

“I’ll date you. Be your girlfriend. Go to events, take pictures. We’ll make it look real.” He looked at me like I was a joke. “You think your company is worth three million dollars?” “You want me to live with you, act like your wife, and have your kids for three million dollars? A surrogate gets paid that much for one baby!” I shot back. “Then go for a surrogate,” he said with a shrug. “That takes time! I don’t have time!” “You don’t seem to have much sense, either,” he said, tapping my forehead like I was stupid. “This is your only way out.”

He shook his head, “I do not make empty promises. Ten million is only a tiny fraction of my wealth. All you need to do is carry my seed Miss Heathrow, and pretend to be my wife until the child is three months old. We will part our ways then, call it quits and move on. You get the money at the end of the agreement, plus spousal support until you decide to marry another.” Annalise couldn’t believe her ears. She was short on rent, debt ridden and still starving. Here she had a man who was offering her a sum that could change her life forever. All she needed to do was— “In simple terms. You need a surrogate?” “That’s correct, yes.” She closed her eyes for a moment and raked a hand through her ha

Bree. I stared at the portrait longer than I should. Something wasn't right. A month ago, I had gotten an offer to become a billionaire's surrogate mother, and was told to take my time before giving any answer. Now, I'm standing right here, hoping to be served a hot plate of Fries and chicken accompanied with a chill bubbly juice. "Hello ma'am, My boss would love to see you now." The voice of the man who had driven me to this weird place, whispered.

I snapped out of my frozen state and frantically rushed in front of Michelle to shield her from the violent man approaching her. “I-I’m doing surrogacy!” I blurted out in a panic, scrambling for something to save us. “Money will come soon! We’ll pay the debts, I swear!” The one with the tattoo stopped beating our father, holding him by the collar, and turned his attention to us with an amused look on his face. The one approaching us sent me a mocking smirk that sent shivers of fear down my spine. “A surrogacy that pays that much?” The one with a birthmark said. “Yeah, right. Impossible.”

Cynthia said happily, “I got myself a billionaire. He lives in London—handsome, caring. He asked me to be his girl in the most romantic way.” “And you said yes,” Ariella said knowingly. “Of course!” Cynthia replied confidently. “You’re looking at a billionaire’s fiancée now.” “Wow,” Ariella said, forcing excitement. Deep down, her thoughts were elsewhere—on how to convince her sister to be her surrogate. Ari hugged Cynthia. “Congrats, girl. I’m so happy for you.” “One more thing,” Cynthia added. “He’s picking me up later. Dinner first… and maybe I’ll get eaten too,” she winked.

First, she sipped the mineral water in front of her, then began to tell the story. "Yes! The root of the problem comes from Mrs. Arabella's birthday party. I was confused about how to tell you. It's really complicated." "Take it slow, Arianna I'll listen until the end," Chacha replied. Arianna nodded again. Moving closer, she observed her surroundings, making sure the cafeteria was very safe. Slowly, she began to explain the problem that was currently pressing on her. "You know about Mr. Samuel paying me 250 million to find a fake girlfriend and ending up being genuinely matched with Mrs. Arabella, right?"

Later that night. "I overheard him saying this with one of his friends, I would have gone for it but I'm not sure I can withstand the stress that comes with it," Emilia said with a small laugh. "Though the pay is huge, it might take me two years and more to gather such an amount." Megan watered for the kind of pay she would be getting if she applied as a surrogate for the multimillionaires who are in need of one. "How can I get to your boss?" Megan asked almost immediately, she has no time to think it twice. The thinking will come after she gets the deal.

“Just take this baby away from me, please.” The Doctor gave her a helpless look. She dialed a number and spoke for a while before turning to Naya. “I have a better plan,” she suggested. “Why don’t you pretend to be someone’s surrogate mother instead?” Naya was confused. “How?!” Naya asked. “You will pretend to carry their eggs and give them your child, while you extort money from them. That way, you can give a way to your child and all is good,” Doctor Doris advised.

After all, what would she stand to lose when it was obvious she was carrying his child and back home, her husband had threatened to throw her out. “Sorry, sir, no complications. I’m the surrogate and I’m carrying your child. My name is Isabelle Williams.” She said with a smile, stretching her hand for a handshake.