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"Okay, Okay. Your father and I had an affair years ago, but I accidentally got pregnant. I was so naïve back then. I had some trouble with my fiancé at that time and when your father showed some sort of attraction to me, I ran with it and didn't realise how wrong my intuition was. The moment I found out I was pregnant; I told your father straight away since he was the last person I slept with. But he called me a slut and fired me straight away with a check of $50,000 to keep quiet and if I ever came back, I would face his wrath seeing he was so admin that my son wasn't his. I know it’s been over a decade since I've left this company, but I seriously need help. My son is in serious trouble.

Emma replied. "Well , my father doesn't think so, " she replied. "I had no idea this was going to happen to me , the money I earn from internship can not do anything for me " "And the father of my baby has refused to help also, " she said. "What ?!!" "Which animal still rejects babies in this Era !!" She said as she stood up from the bed. "Tell me his name , I'll help you fight for what you deserve !" She said immediately "No , no , I can manage, " Tatiana said immediately.

I looked at my husband but his attention was not on the Auction, his expression hardened as he looked at his phone. “The bars are higher than never.” The host commented. “It's going.” “Four hundred and fifty million.” Jethro raised his tag. “Seven hundred million.” I said again. If I went higher than this, it would take some time to recover this money back. The construction of the hotel was ongoing. “Seventy hundred and fifty million” jethro and Reign chroused. “A billion dollars.” My husband thundered and the hall went silent. He was raising my tag up.

Book 4 is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the Billionaire's secret baby series. ——————- I had a one-night stand with my billionaire boss and surprise! I’m pregnant. And he cannot know. Travis Caldwell. The chiseled Greek god in a suit. It all started when I sold my company to him, which made him my new boss. We were instant enemies. His plans for my business make me want to scream. But before I know it he’s making me scream in the bedroom.

Björn was chatting with Carter and another young millionaire named Luca Castilla, a Spaniard living in the city, who had been surprised to see Björn and his companions. - Shall we go dancing? -asked the redhead interrupting their conversation, Björn looked over to see if Ava was coming, but to his surprise, she wasn't.

It was 3:00am in the morning and people were still outside the hospital. NEWS HEADLINE FROM 'MORNING COFFEE' ☯︎Huong-Matt is engaged is Mafia lord's daughter, Arisa Iowa ☯︎Huong-Matt still struggling for life ☯︎Queen Sophia in jail ☯︎Who is Valean Bianca ☯︎Valean Bianca is a home wrecker ☯︎Arisa Iowa , a doteful wife ☯︎Mafia Lord will donate 10 million dollars if Huong-Matt is revived

Then Abhay got a call from an unknown number and without thinking even once, Abhay received the call on the third ring. Laugh! Laugh! Laugh! Laugh! Applying the brakes hard, Abhay roared angrily and asked the man, "Who are you? And where have you hidden my Krishi?" "Intelligent. Oh wow, you turned out to be very smart. Without me saying anything, you understood that your wife is in my control.Well, if you are so intelligent then you must have understood my second hint also. Without being smart or clever, send one crore rupees to the address I give you and I will spare your wife, otherwise..." And then the man started laughing like crazy again.

Cesar figured he must have slept with many women but not his feisty personal assistant Elyon Devane who always tried to put him in his place whenever he acted out of character with her but he’d taken her by surprise one time and he’d never forgotten that stolen kiss. Elyon Devane was a twenty four years old single mom working at Sandoval Corporation as Cesar’s personal assistant. Elyon was a beautiful woman with brown eyes,brown hair and about 5ft 8 but she didn't think she was Cesari Sandoval's type at all. Not when he had gorgeous models fawning over him like moths to a flame. It really was absurd that it wasn't funny.

We’d lived like flatmates all these years, only they didn’t contribute to the rent. I sat cross-legged on a worn chair, chewing my leftover dried pancake. My eyes were glued to the TV in front of me as I aimlessly flipped through channels until I stopped at a news report. At least the news kept it real no fake smile, just cold truth. The picture was blurry, but the headline was loud and clear. “Billionaire Kelvin Edwards offers $1,000,000 for any information on his missing pregnant wife.” I coughed, choking on my pancake. “Huh?!”

This wasn't a five-million-dollar donation; this was his entire identity. "Elias," she whispered. "That was your life. Your legacy." "No. That was his legacy," Elias said, reaching out to gently touch the massive engagement ring on her finger. "My life is here. My legacy is raising my son and watching you build things that actually grow." He picked up a small, folded piece of paper from the chest. "There's one more sacrifice, one more final move to sever ties." He handed her the paper. It was the deed to the Harborview Inn.